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... morn . The Knyght of the Grene Chapel , men knowen me mony ; For - thi 39 me for to fynde , if thou fraystez , 40 faylez thou never ; Ther - fore com , other recreaunt be calde the be - hoves . " With a runisch rout 12 the raynez he ...
... morn . The Knyght of the Grene Chapel , men knowen me mony ; For - thi 39 me for to fynde , if thou fraystez , 40 faylez thou never ; Ther - fore com , other recreaunt be calde the be - hoves . " With a runisch rout 12 the raynez he ...
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... morn , in Cheviat the hillys so he ; The chylde may rue that ys unborn , it wos the more pittë . 5. The dryvars thorowe the woodës went , for to reas the dear ; 9 Bomen byckarte uppone the bent 10 with ther browd aros cleare . 1 seeing ...
... morn , in Cheviat the hillys so he ; The chylde may rue that ys unborn , it wos the more pittë . 5. The dryvars thorowe the woodës went , for to reas the dear ; 9 Bomen byckarte uppone the bent 10 with ther browd aros cleare . 1 seeing ...
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... morn long since left Tithon's bed , All ready to her silver coach to climb ; And Phoebus gins to show his glorious head . Hark , how the cheerful birds do chant their lays And carol of love's praise . The merry lark her matins sings ...
... morn long since left Tithon's bed , All ready to her silver coach to climb ; And Phoebus gins to show his glorious head . Hark , how the cheerful birds do chant their lays And carol of love's praise . The merry lark her matins sings ...
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... morning play And make her eyes so brightly shine , Aurora's face is called divine ; Sing to Phoebus and that throne ... morn not waking till she sings . The fairest shepherd on our green , A love for any lady . Fair and fair , and twice ...
... morning play And make her eyes so brightly shine , Aurora's face is called divine ; Sing to Phoebus and that throne ... morn not waking till she sings . The fairest shepherd on our green , A love for any lady . Fair and fair , and twice ...
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... morn by break of day , Forth I walk'd by the wood - side , When as May was in his pride : There I spied all alone , Phyllida and Corydon . Much ado there was , God wot ! He would love and she would not . She said , never man was true ...
... morn by break of day , Forth I walk'd by the wood - side , When as May was in his pride : There I spied all alone , Phyllida and Corydon . Much ado there was , God wot ! He would love and she would not . She said , never man was true ...
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