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But Litle John heard his master speake , Well he knew that was his steven ; “ Now shall I be loset , " quoth Litle John , “ With Christs might in heaven . " 53. But Robin hee hyed him towards Litle John , Hee thought hee wold loose him ...
But Litle John heard his master speake , Well he knew that was his steven ; “ Now shall I be loset , " quoth Litle John , “ With Christs might in heaven . " 53. But Robin hee hyed him towards Litle John , Hee thought hee wold loose him ...
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JOHN ANDERSON MY JO JOHN ANDERSON my jo , 38 John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld , 49 John , Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your ...
JOHN ANDERSON MY JO JOHN ANDERSON my jo , 38 John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld , 49 John , Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your ...
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39 Wi ' sighs and sobs she thus began To wail her braw 40 John Highlandman :Air ( Tune : O An ' Ye Were Dead , Guid man ) A Highland lad my love was born , The Lalland 41 laws he held in scorn , But he still was faithfu ' to his clan ...
39 Wi ' sighs and sobs she thus began To wail her braw 40 John Highlandman :Air ( Tune : O An ' Ye Were Dead , Guid man ) A Highland lad my love was born , The Lalland 41 laws he held in scorn , But he still was faithfu ' to his clan ...
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| Pealkiri | English Masterpieces: From the beginnings through the XVIII century 1. köide of English Masterpieces, Hunley Whatley Herrinton |
| Autor | Hunley Whatley Herrinton |
| Publisher | P. Owen, 1957 |
| Original from | California Ülikool |
| Digitized | 26 sept. 2007 |
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