| Have good day, now, Mergerete |
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| I conjour hem in the name of the Fader, and Sone |
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| A Dialogue between Death and Youth |
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| A Mad World My Masters |
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| The Bishop of Ossery on the Rebells |
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| The Merry Goodfellow |
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| Most I riden by Ribbesdale |
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| The Fals fox came unto our croft |
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| Hymn to the Virgin |
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| Upon the Parliament Fart |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem