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HENRY VAUGHAN ( 1622–1695 ) The Unknown Bird Three lovely notes he whistled , too soft to be heard If others sang ; but others never sang In the great beech - wood all that May and June . No one saw him : I alone could hear him Though ...
HENRY VAUGHAN ( 1622–1695 ) The Unknown Bird Three lovely notes he whistled , too soft to be heard If others sang ; but others never sang In the great beech - wood all that May and June . No one saw him : I alone could hear him Though ...
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That moment she was mine , mine , fair , Perfectly pure and good : I found A thing to do , and all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around , And strangled her . No pain felt she ; I am quite sure ...
That moment she was mine , mine , fair , Perfectly pure and good : I found A thing to do , and all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around , And strangled her . No pain felt she ; I am quite sure ...
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... The rats by night such mischief did , There cam ' a bird out o ' a bush , There never was a finer day , There were four of us about that bed ; Three lovely notes he whistled , too soft to be heard Three Summers since I chose a maid ...
... The rats by night such mischief did , There cam ' a bird out o ' a bush , There never was a finer day , There were four of us about that bed ; Three lovely notes he whistled , too soft to be heard Three Summers since I chose a maid ...
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