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Ah dearest God me graunt , I dead be not defould . image defiled ruined 43 The seventh now after death and buriall done , Had charge the tender Orphans of the dead And widowes ayd , least they should be undone ° ; In face of judgement ...
Ah dearest God me graunt , I dead be not defould . image defiled ruined 43 The seventh now after death and buriall done , Had charge the tender Orphans of the dead And widowes ayd , least they should be undone ° ; In face of judgement ...
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10 He cometh not , ' she said ; She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! ' Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or ...
10 He cometh not , ' she said ; She said , ' I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! ' Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or ...
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A dead hush fell ; but when the dolorous day Grew drearier toward twilight falling , came A bitter wind , clear from the North , and blew The mist aside , and with that wind the tide Rose , and the pale King glanced across the field Of ...
A dead hush fell ; but when the dolorous day Grew drearier toward twilight falling , came A bitter wind , clear from the North , and blew The mist aside , and with that wind the tide Rose , and the pale King glanced across the field Of ...
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angels arms bear beauty breath bring cause cloud dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fall father fear feel field fire flowers force gentle give grace green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hell holy hope hour King Lady leave less light live look Lord lost mind move nature never night o'er once pain passed rest round seemed sense side sight sing sleep song soon soul sound spirit stand stars stood strength sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Till tree turned unto voice wind wings woods