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Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
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Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but Lady Greensleeves?

Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
February eight-and-twenty all alone,
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Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
February eight-and-twenty all alone,
And all the rest have thirty-one:
Unless that leap-year doth combine,
And give to February twenty-nine.

The silente man still suffers wrong.

The silente man still suffers wrong.

The White Plume of Navarre.

The White Plume of Navarre.

The asses' bridge.
[Lat., Pons Asinorum.]

The asses' bridge.
[Lat., Pons Asinorum.]