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20 As the paths of fate we tread , Wading thro ' th ' ensanguin'd field : 30 Gondula , and Geira , spread O'er the ... Or cheerful Fields resume their green Attire : These Ears , alas ! for other Notes repine , A different Object do ...
20 As the paths of fate we tread , Wading thro ' th ' ensanguin'd field : 30 Gondula , and Geira , spread O'er the ... Or cheerful Fields resume their green Attire : These Ears , alas ! for other Notes repine , A different Object do ...
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10 Green fields of England " GREEN fields of England ! whereso'er Across this watery waste we fare , Your image at our hearts we bear , Green fields of England , everywhere . Sweet eyes in England , I must flee Past where the waves ...
10 Green fields of England " GREEN fields of England ! whereso'er Across this watery waste we fare , Your image at our hearts we bear , Green fields of England , everywhere . Sweet eyes in England , I must flee Past where the waves ...
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190 There thou art gone , and me thou leavest here Sole in these fields ! yet will I not despair . Despair I will not , while I yet descry ' Neath the mild canopy of English air That lonely tree against the western sky .
190 There thou art gone , and me thou leavest here Sole in these fields ! yet will I not despair . Despair I will not , while I yet descry ' Neath the mild canopy of English air That lonely tree against the western sky .
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The Franklins Tale | 16 |
The wordes of the Host to the Phisicien | 28 |
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