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... Forsters , Fenwicks , and Musgraves , they rode Or to dance at our bridal , young Lord Lochin- and they ran : var ... Love swells like the Solway , but ebbs like its Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochtide ; invar ?
... Forsters , Fenwicks , and Musgraves , they rode Or to dance at our bridal , young Lord Lochin- and they ran : var ... Love swells like the Solway , but ebbs like its Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochtide ; invar ?
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The character of the poem is such that it seems to belong in a group - others of which are Newark Abbey , Remember Me , and Al Mio Primiero Amore -- which were inspired by the poet's memory of the “ beautiful ( unnamed ] young lady ” to ...
The character of the poem is such that it seems to belong in a group - others of which are Newark Abbey , Remember Me , and Al Mio Primiero Amore -- which were inspired by the poet's memory of the “ beautiful ( unnamed ] young lady ” to ...
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Yarrow Unvisited . . . . . . . . . 62 | Yew - Trees . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yarrow Visited . . . . . . . 74 Young Ben he was a nice young man . . . Ye Clouds ! that far above me float and Young Jenny . . . . pause .
Yarrow Unvisited . . . . . . . . . 62 | Yew - Trees . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yarrow Visited . . . . . . . 74 Young Ben he was a nice young man . . . Ye Clouds ! that far above me float and Young Jenny . . . . pause .
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