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And all the earth is gay ; Land and Sea Give themselves up to jollity , And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ; Thou Child of Joy , Shout round me , let me hear thy shouts , thou happy Shepherd - boy !
And all the earth is gay ; Land and Sea Give themselves up to jollity , And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ; Thou Child of Joy , Shout round me , let me hear thy shouts , thou happy Shepherd - boy !
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It is that fountain and that well Where pleasure and repentance dwell ; It is , perhaps , the sauncing bell That tolls all into heaven or hell ; And this is Love , as I hear teli . Yet what is Love , I prithee , say ?
It is that fountain and that well Where pleasure and repentance dwell ; It is , perhaps , the sauncing bell That tolls all into heaven or hell ; And this is Love , as I hear teli . Yet what is Love , I prithee , say ?
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She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , My heart would hear her and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her ...
She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , My heart would hear her and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her ...
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