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45. oldal
Lord Randal 5 IO " O where hae ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? " O where hae ye been , my handsome young man ? " , " I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down .
Lord Randal 5 IO " O where hae ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? " O where hae ye been , my handsome young man ? " , " I hae been to the wild wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary wi hunting , and fain wald lie down .
113. oldal
Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength stoops unto the grave : Worms feed on Hector brave ; Swords may not fight with fate ; Earth still holds ope her gate ; ' Come ! come ! the bells do cry . I am sick , I must die . Lord , have mercy on ...
Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength stoops unto the grave : Worms feed on Hector brave ; Swords may not fight with fate ; Earth still holds ope her gate ; ' Come ! come ! the bells do cry . I am sick , I must die . Lord , have mercy on ...
351. oldal
Thanksgiving to the Lord of life ! -to Him all praises be , Who from the hands of evil men hath set his handmaid free ; All praise to Him before whose power the mighty are afraid , 135 Who takes the crafty in the snare which for the ...
Thanksgiving to the Lord of life ! -to Him all praises be , Who from the hands of evil men hath set his handmaid free ; All praise to Him before whose power the mighty are afraid , 135 Who takes the crafty in the snare which for the ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth