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An Thou Were My Ain Thing An thou were my ain thing , I would love thee , I would love thee ; An thou were my ain thing How dearly I would love thee . Like bees that suck the morning dew , Frae flowers of sweetest scent and hue ...
An Thou Were My Ain Thing An thou were my ain thing , I would love thee , I would love thee ; An thou were my ain thing How dearly I would love thee . Like bees that suck the morning dew , Frae flowers of sweetest scent and hue ...
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I doubt na , whiles , but thou may thieve ; What then ? poor beastie , thou maun live ! A daimen - icker in a thrave ' S a sma ' request : I'll get a blessin ' wi ' the lave , And never miss ' t ! Thy wee bit housie , too , in ruin !
I doubt na , whiles , but thou may thieve ; What then ? poor beastie , thou maun live ! A daimen - icker in a thrave ' S a sma ' request : I'll get a blessin ' wi ' the lave , And never miss ' t ! Thy wee bit housie , too , in ruin !
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With Luke that evening thitherward he walked : And soon as they had reached the place he stopped , And thus the old Man spake to him : - ' My son , To - morrow thou wilt leave me : with full heart I look upon thee , for thou art the ...
With Luke that evening thitherward he walked : And soon as they had reached the place he stopped , And thus the old Man spake to him : - ' My son , To - morrow thou wilt leave me : with full heart I look upon thee , for thou art the ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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| Title | The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to Keats Volume 2 of The Oxford Library of English Poetry, John Wain |
| Editor | John Wain |
| Edition | reprint |
| Publisher | Oxford University Press, 1986 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 23 May 2008 |
| ISBN | 0192122460, 9780192122469 |
| Length | 511 pages |
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