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[ John Dowland , The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires , 1603 ] There is a lady sweet and kind THERE is a lady sweet and kind , Was never face so pleased my mind ; I did but see her passing by , And yet I love her till I die .
[ John Dowland , The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires , 1603 ] There is a lady sweet and kind THERE is a lady sweet and kind , Was never face so pleased my mind ; I did but see her passing by , And yet I love her till I die .
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Then down the lawns I ran with headlong hast Through paths , and turnings oft'n trod by day , Till guided by mine ear , I found the place 570 Where that damn'd wisard hid in sly dis guise ( For so by certain signes I knew ) had met ...
Then down the lawns I ran with headlong hast Through paths , and turnings oft'n trod by day , Till guided by mine ear , I found the place 570 Where that damn'd wisard hid in sly dis guise ( For so by certain signes I knew ) had met ...
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Such is the fate of artless maid , Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade , By love's simplicity betray'd , Till she like thee , all soil'd , is laid And guileless trust , Low i ' the dust . Such is the fate of simple bard , On life's rough ...
Such is the fate of artless maid , Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade , By love's simplicity betray'd , Till she like thee , all soil'd , is laid And guileless trust , Low i ' the dust . Such is the fate of simple bard , On life's rough ...
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