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- Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark.
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- It was the lark, the herald of the morn. I must be gone and live, or stay and die
- Who is't that calls? It is my lady mother.Is she not down so late, or up so early
- Ho, daughter! are you up?
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- Now,#160;by#160;Saint Peter's#160;Church and#160;Peter#160;too,#160;He shall#160;not#160;make me#160;#160;there#160;a#160;joyful bride
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