| Of Oure Charge and Discharge at Her Martis |
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| A Voice singing |
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| Song, A - Stanzas 1ÔÇô6 |
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| Whi, seist thou, holde we more scilence |
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| Thou argust, Topias, wonderly |
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| Of the Commoditees of Braban and Selande and Henaulde |
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| Marlowe singing |
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| Song, A - Stanzas 7ÔÇô11 |
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| Coventis have wee noon, Jack |
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| Git spekith Jak Uplande |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem