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...beneath his breath, ' O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place....

...beneath his breath, ' O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth.' And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter...; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my...

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...beneath his breath, " O come in life, or come in death! O lost! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare; The waters laid thee at his doore, That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe swept out the flocks to sea; A. fatal ebbe and...

...0 lost! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my danghter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. The pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place....

...beneath his breath, "O come in life, or come in death ! 0 lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter...sea; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me ; But each will mourn his own (she saith.) And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my...

...or come in death 1 O lost! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thon didst, my daughter deare The waters laid thee at his...sea; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas! To manye more than myne and me: But each will mourn his own (she salth). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's...

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...beneath his breath, " О come in life, or come in death! О lost! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter...sea; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas! To manye more than myne and mee: But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my...