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... Lord . 66 66 66 543 66 66 543 66 66 66 544 . Richard Chevenix Trench 544 Francis William Bourdillon 545 . Ebenezer Elliott 545 66 66 546 Charles Kingsley 547 The Sands of Dee .. Clear and Cool . Evenèn in the Village .. 66 66 548 66 66 ...
... Lord . 66 66 66 543 66 66 543 66 66 66 544 . Richard Chevenix Trench 544 Francis William Bourdillon 545 . Ebenezer Elliott 545 66 66 546 Charles Kingsley 547 The Sands of Dee .. Clear and Cool . Evenèn in the Village .. 66 66 548 66 66 ...
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... lord Persë : ' We wyll not tell the whoys men we ar , ' he says , ' nor whos men that we be ; But we wyll hounte hear in this chays , in the spyt of thyne and of the . ' The fattiste hartës in all Chyviat we have kyld , and cast to ...
... lord Persë : ' We wyll not tell the whoys men we ar , ' he says , ' nor whos men that we be ; But we wyll hounte hear in this chays , in the spyt of thyne and of the . ' The fattiste hartës in all Chyviat we have kyld , and cast to ...
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... lord of lande , I am a yerle callyd within my contrë ; Let all our men uppone a parti stande , and do the battell off the and of me . ' Nowe Cristes cors on his crowne , ' sayd the lord Persë , ' who - so - ever ther - to says nay ; Be ...
... lord of lande , I am a yerle callyd within my contrë ; Let all our men uppone a parti stande , and do the battell off the and of me . ' Nowe Cristes cors on his crowne , ' sayd the lord Persë , ' who - so - ever ther - to says nay ; Be ...
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... lord Persë , ' I told it the beforne , That I wolde never yeldyde be to no man of a woman born . ' With that ther cam an arrowe hastely , forthe off a myghttë wane ; Hit hathe strekene the yerle Duglas in at the brest - bane . Thorowe ...
... lord Persë , ' I told it the beforne , That I wolde never yeldyde be to no man of a woman born . ' With that ther cam an arrowe hastely , forthe off a myghttë wane ; Hit hathe strekene the yerle Duglas in at the brest - bane . Thorowe ...
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... lord Persë . He set uppone the lorde Persë a dynte that was full soare ; With a suar spear of a myghttë tre clean thorow the body he the Persë ber , A the tothar syde that a man myght se a large cloth - yard and mare : Towe bettar ...
... lord Persë . He set uppone the lorde Persë a dynte that was full soare ; With a suar spear of a myghttë tre clean thorow the body he the Persë ber , A the tothar syde that a man myght se a large cloth - yard and mare : Towe bettar ...
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