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The eagle frowned , and shook his royal wings , And charged the fly From thence
to hie : Afraid , in haste , the little creature flings , Yet seeks again , Fearful , to
perk him by the eagle ' s side . With moody vein , The speedy post of Ganymede ...
The eagle frowned , and shook his royal wings , And charged the fly From thence
to hie : Afraid , in haste , the little creature flings , Yet seeks again , Fearful , to
perk him by the eagle ' s side . With moody vein , The speedy post of Ganymede ...
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Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I ' ll borrow ; Bird
prune thy wing , nightingale sing , To give my Love good - morrow ; To give my
Love good - morrow Notes from them all I ' ll borrow . Wake from thy nest , Robin
...
Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I ' ll borrow ; Bird
prune thy wing , nightingale sing , To give my Love good - morrow ; To give my
Love good - morrow Notes from them all I ' ll borrow . Wake from thy nest , Robin
...
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With sweet May dews my wings were wet , And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He
caught me in his silken net , And shut me in his golden cage . He loves to sit and
hear me sing , Then , laughing , sports and plays with me ; Then stretches out ...
With sweet May dews my wings were wet , And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He
caught me in his silken net , And shut me in his golden cage . He loves to sit and
hear me sing , Then , laughing , sports and plays with me ; Then stretches out ...
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