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Page 67
... lies , Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell leal Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burd Helen dropt , And died to succour ...
... lies , Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell leal Curst be the heart that thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burd Helen dropt , And died to succour ...
Page 68
... lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding - sheet drawn ower my een , And I in Helen's arms lying , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on ...
... lies low and takes thy rest , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish my grave were growing green , A winding - sheet drawn ower my een , And I in Helen's arms lying , On fair Kirconnell lea . I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on ...
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... lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy earthy bed ; And stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old Mother , receive this corn , The son ...
... lies fresh ; this year will be As years that are past have been . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy earthy bed ; And stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Old Mother , receive this corn , The son ...
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