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... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Man , thou shalt now understand , Of my head , both foot and hand , Are four c . and five thousand Woundès and sixty ; Fifty and vii . Were told full even Upon my body . Now sing we ...
... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Man , thou shalt now understand , Of my head , both foot and hand , Are four c . and five thousand Woundès and sixty ; Fifty and vii . Were told full even Upon my body . Now sing we ...
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... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy . I grieve that duty doth not work All what my wishing would , Because I would not be to thee But in the best I should . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy ...
... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy . I grieve that duty doth not work All what my wishing would , Because I would not be to thee But in the best I should . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy ...
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... sing , and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress , Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own magnificence ; And therefore I have sailed the seas and come To the holy city of Byzantium . O sages standing in ...
... sing , and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress , Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own magnificence ; And therefore I have sailed the seas and come To the holy city of Byzantium . O sages standing in ...
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