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... truth a lamentable hour When , from the last hill - top my sire survey'd , Peering above the trees , the steeple tower That on his marriage - day sweet music made , Till then he hoped his bones might there be laid , Close by my mother ...
... truth a lamentable hour When , from the last hill - top my sire survey'd , Peering above the trees , the steeple tower That on his marriage - day sweet music made , Till then he hoped his bones might there be laid , Close by my mother ...
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... truth did love him like a brother ; For never could I hope to meet with such another . Two years were past , since to a distant town He had repair'd to ply the artist's trade . What tears of bitter grief , till then unknown - What ...
... truth did love him like a brother ; For never could I hope to meet with such another . Two years were past , since to a distant town He had repair'd to ply the artist's trade . What tears of bitter grief , till then unknown - What ...
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... truth , And clear and open soul , so prized in fearless youth . Three years thus wandering , often have I view'd , In tears , the sun towards that country tend Where my poor heart lost all its fortitude : And now across this moor my ...
... truth , And clear and open soul , so prized in fearless youth . Three years thus wandering , often have I view'd , In tears , the sun towards that country tend Where my poor heart lost all its fortitude : And now across this moor my ...
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... truth : We have no need of names and epitaphs ; We talk about the dead by our firesides . And then , for our immortal part ; we want No symbols , sir , to tell us that plain tale : The thought of death sits easy on the man Who has been ...
... truth : We have no need of names and epitaphs ; We talk about the dead by our firesides . And then , for our immortal part ; we want No symbols , sir , to tell us that plain tale : The thought of death sits easy on the man Who has been ...
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... truth , If Bruce hath loved sincerely , That Gordon loves as dearly . But what is Gordon's beauteous face , And what are Gordon's crosses To them who sit by Kirtle's Braes Upon the verdant mosses ? Alas that ever he was born ! The ...
... truth , If Bruce hath loved sincerely , That Gordon loves as dearly . But what is Gordon's beauteous face , And what are Gordon's crosses To them who sit by Kirtle's Braes Upon the verdant mosses ? Alas that ever he was born ! The ...
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