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For the priest and the holy well And the bell .thy story tell., And for the spinning wheels, Spindle spun, And to walk over the sand dunes
In this open space I thee Lie upon I see trees on Either side and all there leaves to fall In my eyes
O.,er the banks Of the boni doon Touch and sit by The slippery moon O,.er the fields of
This open glen was thick with Thorns Tis then the white of the flower hide the horns of the shy fallow Deer
Yet you know upon you To let me suffer the pain The hurtfull strain in the Rain. Humilinate does you know sad
O, come to talk to Thee O there is only thee O, I love the winters Nights
Boil up to the heavens Of fire. To the external craters Below. Far from my body of soul
God save the queen To sid vicious and the Sex pistols Olympic Dreams Twenty seven medals
I stand upon the Venice bridge Of sighs, A palace and a prison on each Side. I saw from the tidal waves so
Gapes around the silent arena Tis inside bugle trumpets bull ca… Tis of wild angry soundings foot Bounds and spurns the angry mighty Brute, first run in the sand pit,…
Thou dear jack frost To this freeze Thy hands and toes To look outside by the Frozen window pane
the storm winds of autumn Make me shake by the lake The window pain rattle shake To ruffle a few wet feathers With birds singing by the lake
The sails were full and a fair win… Blows, and the English Dutch flee… Mast show. As to fast away Plymouth to the w… Cliffs of Dover, the HMS ship th…
O, enough, we live - 0,and a life, O, with large results 0 and, so Little rife, O thy see it bearable 0 and see It worth,
Thou does death start Frame of thy flowers Stars glow in the dark time love spare so rare for thus love fell apart