The High Hill of the Muses |
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LITTLE MUSGRAVE AND THE LADY BARNARD It fell upon a holy - day , As many there be in the year , When young men and maids ... When the priest was at private mass ; But he had more mind of the fair women Than he had of Our Lady's grace .
LITTLE MUSGRAVE AND THE LADY BARNARD It fell upon a holy - day , As many there be in the year , When young men and maids ... When the priest was at private mass ; But he had more mind of the fair women Than he had of Our Lady's grace .
Strana 86
“ I wish nae ill to your lady , She ne'er comes in my thought ; ; But I wish that woman maist o'your love ... O four and twenty gay ladies Welcom'd Lord John to the ha ' ; But a fairer lady than ony there Led his horse to the stable ...
“ I wish nae ill to your lady , She ne'er comes in my thought ; ; But I wish that woman maist o'your love ... O four and twenty gay ladies Welcom'd Lord John to the ha ' ; But a fairer lady than ony there Led his horse to the stable ...
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Lady M. Alack ! I am afraid they have awak'd , And ' tis not done : —the attempt , and not the deed , Confounds us . — Hark ! —I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss ' em . — Had he not resembled My father as he slept , I had ...
Lady M. Alack ! I am afraid they have awak'd , And ' tis not done : —the attempt , and not the deed , Confounds us . — Hark ! —I laid their daggers ready ; He could not miss ' em . — Had he not resembled My father as he slept , I had ...
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