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Robene answerit hir agane , 22 ' I wait 21 nocht quhat is luve ; But I haif mervell in certane Quhat makis the this wanrufe : The weddir is fair , and I am fane , My scheip gois haill aboif ; 23 And 24 we wald play us in this plane ...
Robene answerit hir agane , 22 ' I wait 21 nocht quhat is luve ; But I haif mervell in certane Quhat makis the this wanrufe : The weddir is fair , and I am fane , My scheip gois haill aboif ; 23 And 24 we wald play us in this plane ...
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None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the fair . ... he to fair Olympia press'd : 30 And while he sought her snowy breast : Then , round her slender waist he curl'd , And stamp'd an image of himself ...
None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the fair . ... he to fair Olympia press'd : 30 And while he sought her snowy breast : Then , round her slender waist he curl'd , And stamp'd an image of himself ...
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II Heard melodies are sweet , but those un- heard Are sweeter ; therefore , ye soft pipes , play on ; Not to the sensual ear , but , more endear'd , Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth , beneath the trees , thou canst not ...
II Heard melodies are sweet , but those un- heard Are sweeter ; therefore , ye soft pipes , play on ; Not to the sensual ear , but , more endear'd , Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth , beneath the trees , thou canst not ...
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