The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageOxford University Press, 1929 - 776 страница |
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... LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER A Chieftain to the Highlands bound Cries Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row us o'er the ferry ! ' Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle This dark and stormy water ? ' ' O I'm the chief ...
... LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER A Chieftain to the Highlands bound Cries Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row us o'er the ferry ! ' Now who be ye , would cross Lochgyle This dark and stormy water ? ' ' O I'm the chief ...
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... lords and ladies gay . ' Waken , lords and ladies gay , To the greenwood haste away ; We can show you where he lies , Fleet of foot and tall of size ; We can show the marks he made When ' gainst the oak his antlers fray'd ; You shall ...
... lords and ladies gay . ' Waken , lords and ladies gay , To the greenwood haste away ; We can show you where he lies , Fleet of foot and tall of size ; We can show the marks he made When ' gainst the oak his antlers fray'd ; You shall ...
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... Lord , and He called the good sea up to Him , And ' stablished his borders unto all eternity , That such as have no pleasure For to praise the Lord by measure , They may enter into galleons and serve Him on the sea . Sun , wind , and ...
... Lord , and He called the good sea up to Him , And ' stablished his borders unto all eternity , That such as have no pleasure For to praise the Lord by measure , They may enter into galleons and serve Him on the sea . Sun , wind , and ...
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