Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Band 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine Dell Publishing Company, 1973 - 544 Seiten |
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... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Man , thou shalt now understand , Of my head , both foot and hand , Are four c . and five thousand Woundès and sixty ; Fifty and vii . Were told full even Upon my body . Now sing we ...
... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . Man , thou shalt now understand , Of my head , both foot and hand , Are four c . and five thousand Woundès and sixty ; Fifty and vii . Were told full even Upon my body . Now sing we ...
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... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . I was more wrother with Judas For he would no mercy ask Than I was for his trespass When he me sold ; I was ever ready To grant him mercy , But he none wold . Now sing we , as we were ...
... sing we , as we were wont , Vexilla regis prodeunt . I was more wrother with Judas For he would no mercy ask Than I was for his trespass When he me sold ; I was ever ready To grant him mercy , But he none wold . Now sing we , as we were ...
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... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy . I grieve that duty doth not work All what my wishing would , Because I would not be to thee But in the best I should . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy ...
... Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy . I grieve that duty doth not work All what my wishing would , Because I would not be to thee But in the best I should . Sing lullaby , my little boy , Sing lullaby , my only joy ...
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Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British ... Robert Penn Warren,Albert Erskine Eingeschränkte Leseprobe - 1992 |
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