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... thee : All this was gallant to be seen , 55 ... 60 And yet thou wouldst not love me . Greensleeves was all my joy ... They set thee up , they took thee down , They served thee with humility ; And Thy foot might not once touch the ground ...
... thee : All this was gallant to be seen , 55 ... 60 And yet thou wouldst not love me . Greensleeves was all my joy ... They set thee up , they took thee down , They served thee with humility ; And Thy foot might not once touch the ground ...
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... thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ; Gave thee life and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ; Gave thee clothing of delight , Softest clothing , woolly , bright ; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice ...
... thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ; Gave thee life and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ; Gave thee clothing of delight , Softest clothing , woolly , bright ; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice ...
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... thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only luve ! And fare thee weel a while ! And I will come again , my luve , Tho ' it were ten thousand mile . Bonnie Lesley O saw ye bonnie Lesley As she ...
... thee still , my dear , While the sands o ' life shall run . And fare thee weel , my only luve ! And fare thee weel a while ! And I will come again , my luve , Tho ' it were ten thousand mile . Bonnie Lesley O saw ye bonnie Lesley As she ...
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beauty bird blood breath bright child cloud D. H. Lawrence dark dead dear death delight divine dost doth dream dust E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace grave green Greensleeves hair hand hath hear heart heaven holy kiss leaves light live look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas mind moon morning mother mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er pain reprinted by permission rest rose round Samian wine shal shine shore silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song Sonnet 66 soul spirit spring stars sweet tears Ted Hughes tell thanne thee thine things thou art thought Timor mortis conturbat tree unto voice W. H. Auden weep whan wild wind wings wonder ΙΟ