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... LORD HERBERT OF CHERBURY ELEGY OVER A TOMB MUST I then see , alas , eternal night Sitting upon those fairest eyes ... Lord Herbert of Cherbury / Herrick Did you Edward, Lord Herbert of Cherbury (1583-1648) Elegy over a Tomb.
... LORD HERBERT OF CHERBURY ELEGY OVER A TOMB MUST I then see , alas , eternal night Sitting upon those fairest eyes ... Lord Herbert of Cherbury / Herrick Did you Edward, Lord Herbert of Cherbury (1583-1648) Elegy over a Tomb.
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... Lord of our far - flung battle - line , Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine - Lord God of Hosts , be with us yet , Lest we forget - lest we forget ! - The tumult and the shouting dies ; The Captains and the ...
... Lord of our far - flung battle - line , Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine - Lord God of Hosts , be with us yet , Lest we forget - lest we forget ! - The tumult and the shouting dies ; The Captains and the ...
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... Lord , put beneath Thy special care One - eighty - nine Cadogan Square . Although dear Lord I am a sinner , I have done no major crime ; Now I'll come to Evening Service Whensoever I have the time . So , Lord , reserve for me a crown ...
... Lord , put beneath Thy special care One - eighty - nine Cadogan Square . Although dear Lord I am a sinner , I have done no major crime ; Now I'll come to Evening Service Whensoever I have the time . So , Lord , reserve for me a crown ...
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