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All is but lost , that liuing we bestow , If not well ended at our dying day . O man haue mind of that last bitter throw ; For as the tree does fall , so lyes it euer low . 42 The sixt had charge of them now being dead , 370 ...
All is but lost , that liuing we bestow , If not well ended at our dying day . O man haue mind of that last bitter throw ; For as the tree does fall , so lyes it euer low . 42 The sixt had charge of them now being dead , 370 ...
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1809-1892 She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! ' Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to ...
1809-1892 She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! ' Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to ...
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But up and down and to and fro , Ever about me the dead men go ; And then to hear a dead man chatter Is enough to drive one mad . II Wretchedest age since Time began , They cannot even bury a man ; And tho ' we paid our tithes in the ...
But up and down and to and fro , Ever about me the dead men go ; And then to hear a dead man chatter Is enough to drive one mad . II Wretchedest age since Time began , They cannot even bury a man ; And tho ' we paid our tithes in the ...
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The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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