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... John Masefield's ' Ballads and Poems ' : to Messrs . Chatto and Windus and Messrs . Charles Scribner's Sons , New York , for Nos . 18 and 102 from Mr. Robert Louis Stevenson's ' Songs of Travel , ' and Nos . 30 and 186 from Mr. Robert ...
... John Masefield's ' Ballads and Poems ' : to Messrs . Chatto and Windus and Messrs . Charles Scribner's Sons , New York , for Nos . 18 and 102 from Mr. Robert Louis Stevenson's ' Songs of Travel , ' and Nos . 30 and 186 from Mr. Robert ...
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... John , with white hair , Does laugh away care , Sitting under the oak , Among the old folk . They laugh at our play , And soon they all say , ' Such , such were the joys When we all - girls and boys— In our youth - time were seen On the ...
... John , with white hair , Does laugh away care , Sitting under the oak , Among the old folk . They laugh at our play , And soon they all say , ' Such , such were the joys When we all - girls and boys— In our youth - time were seen On the ...
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... John Moore NOT a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corpse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried . We buried him darkly at dead of night , The sods with ...
... John Moore NOT a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corpse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried . We buried him darkly at dead of night , The sods with ...
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... fare thee well a - while ! And I will come again , my love , Tho ' it were ten thousand mile ! Burns . * wraith ] ghost . sair ] sorely . greet ] ory . muckle ] much daurna ] dare not . 61 62 John Anderson JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , 77.
... fare thee well a - while ! And I will come again , my love , Tho ' it were ten thousand mile ! Burns . * wraith ] ghost . sair ] sorely . greet ] ory . muckle ] much daurna ] dare not . 61 62 John Anderson JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , 77.
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61 62 John Anderson JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld , John , Your locks are like the snow ; But blessings on your frosty ...
61 62 John Anderson JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld , John , Your locks are like the snow ; But blessings on your frosty ...
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