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... night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head . I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire , And for to fight the Frenchman I did not much desire ; But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed To straighten out ...
... night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head . I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire , And for to fight the Frenchman I did not much desire ; But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed To straighten out ...
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... night and a morrow , That his strength might endure for a span With travail and heavy sorrow , The holy spirit of ... night , and sleep in the night , His speech is burning fire ; With his lips he travaileth ; In his heart is a blind ...
... night and a morrow , That his strength might endure for a span With travail and heavy sorrow , The holy spirit of ... night , and sleep in the night , His speech is burning fire ; With his lips he travaileth ; In his heart is a blind ...
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... night .59 Should auld acquaintance be forgot Slowly , silently , now the moon ... 54 ..109 So all day long the noise of battle roll'd .254 So , we'll go no more a - roving ... ... 58 Something there is that doesn't love a wall , .131 ...
... night .59 Should auld acquaintance be forgot Slowly , silently , now the moon ... 54 ..109 So all day long the noise of battle roll'd .254 So , we'll go no more a - roving ... ... 58 Something there is that doesn't love a wall , .131 ...
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ARNOLD Matthew | 19 |
AUDEN Wystan Hugh | 30 |
BELLOC Hilaire | 36 |
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