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Back and side go bare , go bare BACK and side go bare , go bare , Both foot and hand go cold ; But , belly , God send thee good ale enough , Whether it be new or old . I cannot eat but little meat , My stomach is not good ; But sure I ...
Back and side go bare , go bare BACK and side go bare , go bare , Both foot and hand go cold ; But , belly , God send thee good ale enough , Whether it be new or old . I cannot eat but little meat , My stomach is not good ; But sure I ...
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... yet could escape , the magic tone Whose prelude held all envy , hate , and wrong , But what was howling in one breast alone , Silent with expectation of the song , Whose master's hand is cold , whose silver lyre unstrung .
... yet could escape , the magic tone Whose prelude held all envy , hate , and wrong , But what was howling in one breast alone , Silent with expectation of the song , Whose master's hand is cold , whose silver lyre unstrung .
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O spectres busy in a cold , cold ... So at Hyperion's words the Phantoms pale Bestirr'd themselves , thrice horrible and cold ; And from the mirror'd level where he stood A mist arose , as from a scummy marsh .
O spectres busy in a cold , cold ... So at Hyperion's words the Phantoms pale Bestirr'd themselves , thrice horrible and cold ; And from the mirror'd level where he stood A mist arose , as from a scummy marsh .
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The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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