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The winds come to me from the fields of sleep , And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday ;Thou child of joy , Shout round me , let me hear thy shouts ...
The winds come to me from the fields of sleep , And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday ;Thou child of joy , Shout round me , let me hear thy shouts ...
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The red rose cries , " She is near , she is near " ; And the white rose weeps , " She is late " ; The larkspur listens , “ I hear , I hear ” ; And the lily whispers , “ I wait . ” She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy ...
The red rose cries , " She is near , she is near " ; And the white rose weeps , " She is late " ; The larkspur listens , “ I hear , I hear ” ; And the lily whispers , “ I wait . ” She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy ...
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Do you not hear them ? the singing ? There it is and we'd better acknowledge it and 15 write it down that way , not otherwise . , Not twist the words to mean what we should have said but to mean -what cannot be escaped : the mountain ...
Do you not hear them ? the singing ? There it is and we'd better acknowledge it and 15 write it down that way , not otherwise . , Not twist the words to mean what we should have said but to mean -what cannot be escaped : the mountain ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
Urheberrecht | |
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