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The book of British ballads . st loyal have ye been to me, Most true and faithful unto death : And, oh! to rayse ye up again, How freely could I yield my breath! But see, the traitors yet alive, Lo where he stalks among the dead ! Now bitterlye he shall abye ; And vengeance fall upon his head. * O stay, my liege, then sayd the duke ; O stay for love and charitie ;Remember what the vision spake, Nor meet your foe, if it may be. O stay me not, thou worthy wight,This debt my loyal knights I owe : Betide me life, betide me death,I will avenge them of their foe. Then strait he grasped his trusty sp Stock Photohttps://www.alamy.com/image-license-details/?v=1https://www.alamy.com/the-book-of-british-ballads-st-loyal-have-ye-been-to-me-most-true-and-faithful-unto-death-and-oh!-to-rayse-ye-up-again-how-freely-could-i-yield-my-breath!-but-see-the-traitors-yet-alive-lo-where-he-stalks-among-the-dead-!-now-bitterlye-he-shall-abye-and-vengeance-fall-upon-his-head-o-stay-my-liege-then-sayd-the-duke-o-stay-for-love-and-charitie-remember-what-the-vision-spake-nor-meet-your-foe-if-it-may-be-o-stay-me-not-thou-worthy-wightthis-debt-my-loyal-knights-i-owe-betide-me-life-betide-me-deathi-will-avenge-them-of-their-foe-then-strait-he-grasped-his-trusty-sp-image339054652.html
RM2AKH7JM–The book of British ballads . st loyal have ye been to me, Most true and faithful unto death : And, oh! to rayse ye up again, How freely could I yield my breath! But see, the traitors yet alive, Lo where he stalks among the dead ! Now bitterlye he shall abye ; And vengeance fall upon his head. * O stay, my liege, then sayd the duke ; O stay for love and charitie ;Remember what the vision spake, Nor meet your foe, if it may be. O stay me not, thou worthy wight,This debt my loyal knights I owe : Betide me life, betide me death,I will avenge them of their foe. Then strait he grasped his trusty sp
. The Forester. HERES A SONG FOR OLDLAKE FOREST. Here s a song for old Lake borest.Where life is free from cave:Where Xature smiles serenely.And spring is bright and fair;To the halls of Alma MaterWe owe our loyalty,And the dear old sons of L. F. C.Shall neer forgotten he Whereer our journey leads us Oer lifes untrodden way Lake Forest, ever with us Thy memories shall stay; And the friends as tried and faithful Shall lead us hack to thee. And the dear old sons of L. F. C. Shall neer forgotten lis.. HiSSHi Come to Lake Forest, There you will find Learning of every kind; Theres history, English, Stock Photohttps://www.alamy.com/image-license-details/?v=1https://www.alamy.com/the-forester-heres-a-song-for-oldlake-forest-here-s-a-song-for-old-lake-borestwhere-life-is-free-from-cavewhere-xature-smiles-serenelyand-spring-is-bright-and-fairto-the-halls-of-alma-materwe-owe-our-loyaltyand-the-dear-old-sons-of-l-f-cshall-neer-forgotten-he-whereer-our-journey-leads-us-oer-lifes-untrodden-way-lake-forest-ever-with-us-thy-memories-shall-stay-and-the-friends-as-tried-and-faithful-shall-lead-us-hack-to-thee-and-the-dear-old-sons-of-l-f-c-shall-neer-forgotten-lis-hisshi-come-to-lake-forest-there-you-will-find-learning-of-every-kind-theres-history-english-image336941157.html
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. The Rotunda . ay,Whether or not this blessed spot Is blest in every way Now it may be, the flower for me. Is this beneath my nose:How shall I tell, unles.s I smell The Carthageniaii rose. The farbic of my faithful loveNo power shall dim or ravel Whilst I stay here,—but oh, my dear.If I should ever travel! THURSDAY And if I loved you Wednesday,Well, what is that to you?I do not love you Thursday—So much is true. And why you come complaining Is more than I can tee. I loved you Wednesday,—yes--but whatIs that to me? THE VOYAGE What is my mast? A pen What are my sail? Ten crescent moons.What is Stock Photohttps://www.alamy.com/image-license-details/?v=1https://www.alamy.com/the-rotunda-aywhether-or-not-this-blessed-spot-is-blest-in-every-way-now-it-may-be-the-flower-for-me-is-this-beneath-my-nosehow-shall-i-tell-unless-i-smell-the-carthageniaii-rose-the-farbic-of-my-faithful-loveno-power-shall-dim-or-ravel-whilst-i-stay-herebut-oh-my-dearif-i-should-ever-travel!-thursday-and-if-i-loved-you-wednesdaywell-what-is-that-to-youi-do-not-love-you-thursdayso-much-is-true-and-why-you-come-complaining-is-more-than-i-can-tee-i-loved-you-wednesdayyes-but-whatis-that-to-me-the-voyage-what-is-my-mast-a-pen-what-are-my-sail-ten-crescent-moonswhat-is-image369675744.html
RM2CDC554–. The Rotunda . ay,Whether or not this blessed spot Is blest in every way Now it may be, the flower for me. Is this beneath my nose:How shall I tell, unles.s I smell The Carthageniaii rose. The farbic of my faithful loveNo power shall dim or ravel Whilst I stay here,—but oh, my dear.If I should ever travel! THURSDAY And if I loved you Wednesday,Well, what is that to you?I do not love you Thursday—So much is true. And why you come complaining Is more than I can tee. I loved you Wednesday,—yes--but whatIs that to me? THE VOYAGE What is my mast? A pen What are my sail? Ten crescent moons.What is
. The Forester . A SONG FOR OLD LAKE FOREST Heres a song for Old Lake Forest, Where life is free from care;Where nature smiles serenely. And the Spring is bright and fair.To the halls of Alma Mater, We owe our loyalty;And the dear old Sons of L. F. C. Shall neer forgotten be.Whereer our journey leads us Oer lifes untrodden way;Lake Forest, ever with us Thy memory shall stay.And the friends, all tried and faithful Shall lead us back to thee,And the dear old Sons of L. F. C. Shall neer forgotten be. —D. T. Howard, 07. 14 THE- 1911 FOREJTER A New Chapter in Lake Forest History A line in the chron Stock Photohttps://www.alamy.com/image-license-details/?v=1https://www.alamy.com/the-forester-a-song-for-old-lake-forest-heres-a-song-for-old-lake-forest-where-life-is-free-from-carewhere-nature-smiles-serenely-and-the-spring-is-bright-and-fairto-the-halls-of-alma-mater-we-owe-our-loyaltyand-the-dear-old-sons-of-l-f-c-shall-neer-forgotten-bewhereer-our-journey-leads-us-oer-lifes-untrodden-waylake-forest-ever-with-us-thy-memory-shall-stayand-the-friends-all-tried-and-faithful-shall-lead-us-back-to-theeand-the-dear-old-sons-of-l-f-c-shall-neer-forgotten-be-d-t-howard-07-14-the-1911-forejter-a-new-chapter-in-lake-forest-history-a-line-in-the-chron-image372525811.html
RM2CJ20D7–. The Forester . A SONG FOR OLD LAKE FOREST Heres a song for Old Lake Forest, Where life is free from care;Where nature smiles serenely. And the Spring is bright and fair.To the halls of Alma Mater, We owe our loyalty;And the dear old Sons of L. F. C. Shall neer forgotten be.Whereer our journey leads us Oer lifes untrodden way;Lake Forest, ever with us Thy memory shall stay.And the friends, all tried and faithful Shall lead us back to thee,And the dear old Sons of L. F. C. Shall neer forgotten be. —D. T. Howard, 07. 14 THE- 1911 FOREJTER A New Chapter in Lake Forest History A line in the chron
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