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44798	Aytoun, William Edmondstoune	The Book of Ballads Eleventh Edition, 1870			.txt	text/plain	30046	3105	96	Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide, If thy faithful slave shall venture to observe one little thing; "Hold thy peace, thou Christian caitiff, and attend to what To thy dark and dreary dungeon they shall hale thee back Doth thy trembling bosom tell thee, He hath come thy love to seek? Nay, sheriff, never look thy watch--I guess there's good Better that its waves should bear thee, than the land thou Thou'lt lay thy pretty paw, I shall leave you for a little, for I'd like to take the air. Looking on thy murdered body, like the injured Daniel Rest thee with thy yellow nabob, spider-hearted "Now hold thy hand, thou stalwart Friar, The breast of thy lover shall shield thee, and cover Come, rest on the bosom that loves thee so well, Should thy throbbing heart then tell thee, that the veteran Heard thee moaning in thy sleep,	./cache/44798.txt	./txt/44798.txt