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But nowe thy courage is gone and thy delite ; Trust me , Minalcas , nowe playnly I
espy That thou art wery of shepheardes company ; And that all pleasour thou
semest to despise , Lothing our pasture and fieldes in likewise : Thou fleest
solace ...
But nowe thy courage is gone and thy delite ; Trust me , Minalcas , nowe playnly I
espy That thou art wery of shepheardes company ; And that all pleasour thou
semest to despise , Lothing our pasture and fieldes in likewise : Thou fleest
solace ...
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Than is all our woll and lambes gone and solde , We tremble naked , and dye
almost for colde . Our sholders all bare , our hose and showes rent , By retcheles
youthe thus all is gone and spent . This cometh for wantynge of good provysyon ...
Than is all our woll and lambes gone and solde , We tremble naked , and dye
almost for colde . Our sholders all bare , our hose and showes rent , By retcheles
youthe thus all is gone and spent . This cometh for wantynge of good provysyon ...
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Y . W . I never harde in all my lyfe a better , More pleasaunte , more meete for the
matter ; Now let us go then , the mornynge is nye gone , We can not any longer
here remaine : Farewell , good masters everyechone , Tyll from the churche we ...
Y . W . I never harde in all my lyfe a better , More pleasaunte , more meete for the
matter ; Now let us go then , the mornynge is nye gone , We can not any longer
here remaine : Farewell , good masters everyechone , Tyll from the churche we ...
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THE CYTEZEN AND UPLONDYSHMAN | |
AN INTERLUDE OF THE FOUR ELEMENTS | 1 |
INTERLUDE OF THE DISOBEDIENT CHILD | |
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