Poems, Volume 2E. Moxon, 1846 |
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. LADY CLARE . LORD RONALD courted Lady Clare , I trow they did not part in scorn ... Lady Clare . In there came old Alice the nurse , Said , " Who was this that went from thee ? " " It was my cousin , " said ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. LADY CLARE . LORD RONALD courted Lady Clare , I trow they did not part in scorn ... Lady Clare . In there came old Alice the nurse , Said , " Who was this that went from thee ? " " It was my cousin , " said ...
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... Lady Clare . " 66 Are 66 mind , out of ye your my nurse , my nurse ? " Said Lady Clare , " that ye speak so wild ? " As God's above , " said Alice the nurse , " I speak the truth : you are my child . " The old Earl's daughter died at my ...
... Lady Clare . " 66 Are 66 mind , out of ye your my nurse , my nurse ? " Said Lady Clare , " that ye speak so wild ? " As God's above , " said Alice the nurse , " I speak the truth : you are my child . " The old Earl's daughter died at my ...
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... Lady Clare . " 66 Play me no tricks , " said Lord Ronald , " For I am yours in word and in deed . Play me no tricks , ” said Lord Ronald , " Your riddle is hard to read . " O and proudly stood she up ! Her heart within her did not fail ...
... Lady Clare . " 66 Play me no tricks , " said Lord Ronald , " For I am yours in word and in deed . Play me no tricks , ” said Lord Ronald , " Your riddle is hard to read . " O and proudly stood she up ! Her heart within her did not fail ...
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