Six Centuries of Great Poetry, Volume 2033Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine |
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... Timor mortis conturbat me.3 Our plesance heir is all vaneglory , This fals warld is bot transitory , The flesche is brukle , " the Fend is sle ; Timor mortis conturbat me . The stait of man dois change and vary , Now sound , now seik ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me.3 Our plesance heir is all vaneglory , This fals warld is bot transitory , The flesche is brukle , " the Fend is sle ; Timor mortis conturbat me . The stait of man dois change and vary , Now sound , now seik ...
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... Timor mortis conturbat me . He takis the campion in the stour , 3 The capitane closit in the towr , The lady in bowr full of beute ; Timor mortis conturbat me . He spairis no lord for his piscence , * Na clerk for his intelligence ; His ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me . He takis the campion in the stour , 3 The capitane closit in the towr , The lady in bowr full of beute ; Timor mortis conturbat me . He spairis no lord for his piscence , * Na clerk for his intelligence ; His ...
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... Timor mortis conturbat me . Holland and Barbour he hes berevit ; 1 Allace ! that he nocht with us levit Schir Mungo Lokert of the Le ; Timor mortis conturbat me . Clerk of Tranent eik he has tane , That maid the Anteris2 of Gawane ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me . Holland and Barbour he hes berevit ; 1 Allace ! that he nocht with us levit Schir Mungo Lokert of the Le ; Timor mortis conturbat me . Clerk of Tranent eik he has tane , That maid the Anteris2 of Gawane ...
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