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Thy girdle of gold so red , With pearls bedeckéd sumptuously : The like no other lasses had , And yet thou wouldst not love me . Greensleeves was all my joy , & c . Thy purse and eke thy gay gilt knives , Thy pincase gallant to the eye ...
Thy girdle of gold so red , With pearls bedeckéd sumptuously : The like no other lasses had , And yet thou wouldst not love me . Greensleeves was all my joy , & c . Thy purse and eke thy gay gilt knives , Thy pincase gallant to the eye ...
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Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee , beloved Night - Swift be thine approaching flight , Come soon , soon ! To 83 MUSIC , when soft voices die , Vibrates in the memory Odours , when sweet ...
Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee , beloved Night - Swift be thine approaching flight , Come soon , soon ! To 83 MUSIC , when soft voices die , Vibrates in the memory Odours , when sweet ...
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16 Thou canst not die whilst any zeal abound . Were beth they biforen us weren . Well ! If the Bard was weather - wise , who made .. Well then ; I now do plainly see . 38 691 323 I Thou fair - hair'd angel of the evening .
16 Thou canst not die whilst any zeal abound . Were beth they biforen us weren . Well ! If the Bard was weather - wise , who made .. Well then ; I now do plainly see . 38 691 323 I Thou fair - hair'd angel of the evening .
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