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Page 303
... Absalon . His hair was all in golden curls and shone ; Just like a fan it strutted outwards , starting To left and right from an accomplished parting . Ruddy his face , his eyes as grey as goose , His shoes cut out in tracery , as in ...
... Absalon . His hair was all in golden curls and shone ; Just like a fan it strutted outwards , starting To left and right from an accomplished parting . Ruddy his face , his eyes as grey as goose , His shoes cut out in tracery , as in ...
Page 312
... Absalon ! Take yourself off or I shall throw a stone . I want to get some sleep . You go to Hell ! ' ' Alas ! ' said Absalon . ' I knew it well ; True love is always mocked and girded at ; So kiss me , if you can't do more than that ...
... Absalon ! Take yourself off or I shall throw a stone . I want to get some sleep . You go to Hell ! ' ' Alas ! ' said Absalon . ' I knew it well ; True love is always mocked and girded at ; So kiss me , if you can't do more than that ...
Page 314
... Absalon , ' be as it may ; You'll hear about it all some other day . ' - He caught the coulter up the haft was cool- And left the smithy softly with the tool , Crept to the little window in the wall And coughed . He knocked and gave a ...
... Absalon , ' be as it may ; You'll hear about it all some other day . ' - He caught the coulter up the haft was cool- And left the smithy softly with the tool , Crept to the little window in the wall And coughed . He knocked and gave a ...
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