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Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring
out the thousand wars of old , Ring in the thousand years of peace . Ring in the
valiant man and free , The larger heart , the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness
of ...
Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring
out the thousand wars of old , Ring in the thousand years of peace . Ring in the
valiant man and free , The larger heart , the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness
of ...
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One ! fifty thousand I was the exclamation Of the astonished Mayor and
Corporation . VII Into the street the Piper stept , Smiling first a little smile , As if he
knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while ; Then , like a musical adept ,
To blow ...
One ! fifty thousand I was the exclamation Of the astonished Mayor and
Corporation . VII Into the street the Piper stept , Smiling first a little smile , As if he
knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while ; Then , like a musical adept ,
To blow ...
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when suddenly up the face Of the Piper perked in the market - place , With a , '
First , if you please , my thousand guilders ! ' IX LA thousand guilders ! The Mayor
looked blue ; So did the Corporation too . For council dinners made rare havoc ...
when suddenly up the face Of the Piper perked in the market - place , With a , '
First , if you please , my thousand guilders ! ' IX LA thousand guilders ! The Mayor
looked blue ; So did the Corporation too . For council dinners made rare havoc ...
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Contenido
Editors Introduction | 15 |
My Lady Greensleeves | 28 |
From Songs of Innocence William Blake | 29 |
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