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O I met wi my true - love ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm wearied wi huntin , an fain wad lie down . " 3. “ And what did she give you , Lord Randal , my son ? Ad what did she give you , my handsome young man ?
O I met wi my true - love ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm wearied wi huntin , an fain wad lie down . " 3. “ And what did she give you , Lord Randal , my son ? Ad what did she give you , my handsome young man ?
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“ They stretched their legs out an died ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm wearied wi huntin , an fain wad lie down . " 6. “ O I fear you are poisoned , Lord Randal , my son ! I fear you are poisoned , my handsome young man !
“ They stretched their legs out an died ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm wearied wi huntin , an fain wad lie down . " 6. “ O I fear you are poisoned , Lord Randal , my son ! I fear you are poisoned , my handsome young man !
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Thy gowns , thy shoes , thy beds of roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies Soon break , soon wither , soon forgotten , In folly ripe , in reason rotten . Thy belt of straw and ivy buds , Thy coral clasps and amber studs ...
Thy gowns , thy shoes , thy beds of roses , Thy cap , thy kirtle , and thy posies Soon break , soon wither , soon forgotten , In folly ripe , in reason rotten . Thy belt of straw and ivy buds , Thy coral clasps and amber studs ...
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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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