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...Condemnation of the Queen of Scots. We will die for our sovereign, Marie Theresa ! OLD MAOYAR CRT. The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the eye of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. LACY or THE LAKE. WE are now approaching the period of Mary's...

...fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, re-appearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow ; But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow....the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory ; The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower...

...font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow I The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was...

...Bell's fire, or Whitsunday. 3 Hallowe'en. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow !...the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was...

...summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow !...the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory ; The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower...

...fountain, when our need was the sorest. The fount, reappearing, from the rain-drops shall borrow ; But to us comes no cheering, to Duncan no morrow !...the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper wails manhood in glory ; The autumn winds, rushing, waft the leaves that are serest, But our flower...

...fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, re-appearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow ; But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow !...ears that are hoary ; But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest ; But our flower...

...fountain, when our need was the sorest ; The fount, reappearing, from the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, to Duncan no morrow !...hand of the reaper takes the ears that are hoary, The autumn winds rushing waft the leaves that are Barest, But our flower was in flushing when blighting...