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... comes along . Far off from these see Santlow fam'd for dance , And frolic Bicknell and her sister young , With other ... comes wafted in a soft sedan ) Dan Prior next , belov'd by every muse , And friendly Congreve , unreproachful man ...
... comes along . Far off from these see Santlow fam'd for dance , And frolic Bicknell and her sister young , With other ... comes wafted in a soft sedan ) Dan Prior next , belov'd by every muse , And friendly Congreve , unreproachful man ...
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... come to You , My Lad Chorus- O WHISTLE , and I'll come to you , my lad ; O whistle , and I'll come to you , my lad : Tho ' father and mither and a ' should gae mad , O whistle , and I'll come to you , my lad . But warily tent , when ye come ...
... come to You , My Lad Chorus- O WHISTLE , and I'll come to you , my lad ; O whistle , and I'll come to you , my lad : Tho ' father and mither and a ' should gae mad , O whistle , and I'll come to you , my lad . But warily tent , when ye come ...
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... come so near . from The Flitting I'VE left my own old home of homes , Green fields and every pleasant place ; The summer ... comes . I miss the heath , its yellow furze , Molehills and rabbit tracks that lead Through beesom , ling , and ...
... come so near . from The Flitting I'VE left my own old home of homes , Green fields and every pleasant place ; The summer ... comes . I miss the heath , its yellow furze , Molehills and rabbit tracks that lead Through beesom , ling , and ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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