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الصفحة 248
... And in what arms he was arrayed , As how himself he boasted . Do publicly proclaim him : Withal that if I had mine own , He should not wear the Fairy crown , But with a vengeance should come down , Nor we a king should name him .
... And in what arms he was arrayed , As how himself he boasted . Do publicly proclaim him : Withal that if I had mine own , He should not wear the Fairy crown , But with a vengeance should come down , Nor we a king should name him .
الصفحة 476
Hither our mighty chief his arms directs , Hence future triumphs from the war expects ; 390 And though the dog - star had its course begun , Carries his arms still nearer to the sun : Fixed on the glorious action , he forgets The change ...
Hither our mighty chief his arms directs , Hence future triumphs from the war expects ; 390 And though the dog - star had its course begun , Carries his arms still nearer to the sun : Fixed on the glorious action , he forgets The change ...
الصفحة 935
Joined legs and arms to the long music - notes , Found nose and eyes and chin for A.s and B.s , And made a string of pictures of the world Betwixt the ins and outs of verb and noun , On the wall , the bench , the door . monks looked ...
Joined legs and arms to the long music - notes , Found nose and eyes and chin for A.s and B.s , And made a string of pictures of the world Betwixt the ins and outs of verb and noun , On the wall , the bench , the door . monks looked ...
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PROSE | 1 |
THE FEAST OF BRICRIU | 59 |
ANGLONORMAN FRENCH | 70 |
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