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Hom un - holdest her is on , with - outen helle , ase ich hit holde , So fele bueth founden monnes fon , the furst of hem biforen y tolde , Ther after - ward this worldes won , with muchel un - wynne us woren wolde ; Sone beth this ...
Hom un - holdest her is on , with - outen helle , ase ich hit holde , So fele bueth founden monnes fon , the furst of hem biforen y tolde , Ther after - ward this worldes won , with muchel un - wynne us woren wolde ; Sone beth this ...
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Nou wo in world ys went a - way , ant weole is come ase we wolde , Thourh a mihti methful mai , that ous hath cast from cares colde . Ever wymmen ich herie ay , ant ever in hyrd with hem ich holde ; Ant ever at neode y nycke nay ...
Nou wo in world ys went a - way , ant weole is come ase we wolde , Thourh a mihti methful mai , that ous hath cast from cares colde . Ever wymmen ich herie ay , ant ever in hyrd with hem ich holde ; Ant ever at neode y nycke nay ...
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MOSTI ryden by Rybbesdale , Wilde wymmen forte wale , ant welde wuch ich wolde ; Founde were the feyrest on That ever wes mad of blod ant bon in boure best with bolde . Ase sonne - bem hire bleo ys briht , In uche londe heo leometh liht ...
MOSTI ryden by Rybbesdale , Wilde wymmen forte wale , ant welde wuch ich wolde ; Founde were the feyrest on That ever wes mad of blod ant bon in boure best with bolde . Ase sonne - bem hire bleo ys briht , In uche londe heo leometh liht ...
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Y wolde wyte in world who hire kenede , this burde bryht , zef hire wil were ; Heo me bed go my gates , lest hire gremede , ne kepte heo non henyng here . " Y - here thou me nou , hendest in 36 SPECIMENS OF.
Y wolde wyte in world who hire kenede , this burde bryht , zef hire wil were ; Heo me bed go my gates , lest hire gremede , ne kepte heo non henyng here . " Y - here thou me nou , hendest in 36 SPECIMENS OF.
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Hire comely mouth that mihte cusse , in muche murthe he were ; Y wolde chaunge myn for his , that is here fere . Wolde hyre fere beo so freo , Ant wurthes were that so myhte beo , Al for on y wolde zeve threo , with - oute chep ...
Hire comely mouth that mihte cusse , in muche murthe he were ; Y wolde chaunge myn for his , that is here fere . Wolde hyre fere beo so freo , Ant wurthes were that so myhte beo , Al for on y wolde zeve threo , with - oute chep ...
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Стр. 44 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?
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