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الصفحة 129
And whan this lady had this sayde , In sownyng she fel at a brayde.3 The whyle she made this great mornynge , Under the wall stode har father the kynge . 970 ' Doughter , ' he sayde , ' you must not do so , For all those vowes thou must ...
And whan this lady had this sayde , In sownyng she fel at a brayde.3 The whyle she made this great mornynge , Under the wall stode har father the kynge . 970 ' Doughter , ' he sayde , ' you must not do so , For all those vowes thou must ...
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-1592 ) SEPHESTIA'S SONG TO HER CHILD WEEP not , my wanton , smile upon my knee , When thou art old there's grief enough for thee . Mother's wag , pretty boy , Father's sorrow , father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by ...
-1592 ) SEPHESTIA'S SONG TO HER CHILD WEEP not , my wanton , smile upon my knee , When thou art old there's grief enough for thee . Mother's wag , pretty boy , Father's sorrow , father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by ...
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14 And he said unto them , Out of the eater 3 Then his father and his mother said unto him , Is there never a woman among the daughters of thy brethren , or among all my people , that thou goest to take a wife of 15 came forth meat ...
14 And he said unto them , Out of the eater 3 Then his father and his mother said unto him , Is there never a woman among the daughters of thy brethren , or among all my people , that thou goest to take a wife of 15 came forth meat ...
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