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He came al so still To his mother's bower , As dew in April That falleth on the flower . ... his mother lay , As dew in April That falleth on the spray.3 Mother and maiden Was never none but she ; Well may such a lady Goddes mother be .
He came al so still To his mother's bower , As dew in April That falleth on the flower . ... his mother lay , As dew in April That falleth on the spray.3 Mother and maiden Was never none but she ; Well may such a lady Goddes mother be .
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“ I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down . " " Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? , ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ?
“ I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down . " " Where gat ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? , ? Where gat ye your dinner , my handsome young man ?
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Come , Little Babe 5 Іо 15 Come , little babe , come , silly soul , Thy father's shame , thy mother's grief , Born as I doubt to all our dole , And to thyself unhappy chief : Sing lullaby , and lap it warm , Poor soul that thinks no ...
Come , Little Babe 5 Іо 15 Come , little babe , come , silly soul , Thy father's shame , thy mother's grief , Born as I doubt to all our dole , And to thyself unhappy chief : Sing lullaby , and lap it warm , Poor soul that thinks no ...
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PART | 3 |
Sir Patrick Spens | 40 |
The Bitter Withy | 46 |
Urheberrecht | |
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