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How oft do they their silver bowers leave The koight , him calling , asked who he was ? To come to succour us that succour want ! Who , lifting up his head , him answerd thus ; How oft do they with golden pineons cleave " I Pilate am ...
How oft do they their silver bowers leave The koight , him calling , asked who he was ? To come to succour us that succour want ! Who , lifting up his head , him answerd thus ; How oft do they with golden pineons cleave " I Pilate am ...
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| Title | Spenser, Daniel Volume 3 of The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Alexander Chalmers Volume 3 of Works of the English poets from Chaucer to Cowper : in twenty-one Volumess / by S. Johnson; by Alexander Chalmers |
| Author | Samuel Johnson |
| Editor | Alexander Chalmers |
| Publisher | J. Johnson, 1810 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 31 Jan 2008 |
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