Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages, Volume 17Johnson Reprint Corporation, 1965 - English literature |
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... before the wind . DEATH . Forbear to call , their skill will never do , They are but mortals here as well as you : I give the fatal wound , my dart is sure , And far beyond the doctor's skill to cure . How 26 ANCIENT POEMS ,
... before the wind . DEATH . Forbear to call , their skill will never do , They are but mortals here as well as you : I give the fatal wound , my dart is sure , And far beyond the doctor's skill to cure . How 26 ANCIENT POEMS ,
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... sure I do not fain : And when the summer is begun , They lye like silk - worms in the sun , And come to life again . One told me in King Cæsar's time , The town was built with stone and lime ; But sure the walls were clay : And they are ...
... sure I do not fain : And when the summer is begun , They lye like silk - worms in the sun , And come to life again . One told me in King Cæsar's time , The town was built with stone and lime ; But sure the walls were clay : And they are ...
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... ale is new . The first that came in was a soldier , With his firelock over his shoulder , Sure no one could be bolder , And a long broad - sword he drew : He swore he would fight for England's ground , Before 206 ANCIENT POEMS ,
... ale is new . The first that came in was a soldier , With his firelock over his shoulder , Sure no one could be bolder , And a long broad - sword he drew : He swore he would fight for England's ground , Before 206 ANCIENT POEMS ,
Contents
King James I and the Tinkler | 12 |
The Keach i the Creel | 13 |
The Merry Broomfield or the Westcountry Wager | 14 |
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