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70 75 ( 1800 ) Dejection : An Ode I Late , late yestreen I saw the new Moon , With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear , I fear , my Master dear ! We shall have a deadly storm . Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence . Well !
70 75 ( 1800 ) Dejection : An Ode I Late , late yestreen I saw the new Moon , With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear , I fear , my Master dear ! We shall have a deadly storm . Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence . Well !
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That orbéd maiden with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece - like floor , By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet , Which only the angels hear , May have ...
That orbéd maiden with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece - like floor , By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet , Which only the angels hear , May have ...
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WILLIAM MORRIS ( 1834-1896 ) Two Red Roses Across the Moon There was a lady lived in a hall , Large of her eyes and slim and tall ; And ever she sung from noon to noon , Two red roses across the moon . There was a knight came riding by ...
WILLIAM MORRIS ( 1834-1896 ) Two Red Roses Across the Moon There was a lady lived in a hall , Large of her eyes and slim and tall ; And ever she sung from noon to noon , Two red roses across the moon . There was a knight came riding by ...
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JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
WILLIAM DUNBAR | 57 |
In hope to stonden 53 in his lady grace | 59 |
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