Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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... Robin Hood and Alan a Dale 398 My Lady Greensleeves 402 The Babes in the Wood 403 JOHN DRYDEN ( 1631-1700 ) A Song for St. Cecilia's xii CONTENTS.
... Robin Hood and Alan a Dale 398 My Lady Greensleeves 402 The Babes in the Wood 403 JOHN DRYDEN ( 1631-1700 ) A Song for St. Cecilia's xii CONTENTS.
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... Robin Hood , ' In ready gold or fee , To help thee to thy true - love again , And deliver her unto thee ? ' XIII ' I have no money , ' then quoth the young man , ' No ready gold nor fee , But I will swear upon a book Thy true servant ...
... Robin Hood , ' In ready gold or fee , To help thee to thy true - love again , And deliver her unto thee ? ' XIII ' I have no money , ' then quoth the young man , ' No ready gold nor fee , But I will swear upon a book Thy true servant ...
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... Robin Hood , " That you do seem to make here ; For since we are come into the church , The bride she shall choose her own dear . ' XX Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth , And blew blasts two or three ; When four and twenty bowmen ...
... Robin Hood , " That you do seem to make here ; For since we are come into the church , The bride she shall choose her own dear . ' XX Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth , And blew blasts two or three ; When four and twenty bowmen ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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