An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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... body have a shame , Or knowe my - selven fals , or lese my name , And with my deth I may be quit , y - wis . Hath ther nat many a noble wyf , er this , And many a mayde y - slayn hir - self , allas ! Rather than with hir body doon ...
... body have a shame , Or knowe my - selven fals , or lese my name , And with my deth I may be quit , y - wis . Hath ther nat many a noble wyf , er this , And many a mayde y - slayn hir - self , allas ! Rather than with hir body doon ...
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... body , in the earth shall dwell , So fall my sinnes , that all may have their right , To where they are bred , and ... bodies goe ; All whom the flood did , and fire shall o'er- throw , All whom warre , dearth , age , agues , tyran- nies ...
... body , in the earth shall dwell , So fall my sinnes , that all may have their right , To where they are bred , and ... bodies goe ; All whom the flood did , and fire shall o'er- throw , All whom warre , dearth , age , agues , tyran- nies ...
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... body A wat he has gard cold iron 60 gae . Sanders he started , and Margret she lapt , Intill his arms whare she lay , And well and wellsom was the night , A wat it was between these twa . And they lay still , and sleeped sound , Untill ...
... body A wat he has gard cold iron 60 gae . Sanders he started , and Margret she lapt , Intill his arms whare she lay , And well and wellsom was the night , A wat it was between these twa . And they lay still , and sleeped sound , Untill ...
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