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... Timor mortis conturbat me . No stait in erd heir standis sickir ; As with the wynd wavis the wickir Wavis this warldis vanite : Timor mortis conturbat me . One to the ded gois all estatis , Princis , prelotis and potestatis , Baith ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me . No stait in erd heir standis sickir ; As with the wynd wavis the wickir Wavis this warldis vanite : Timor mortis conturbat me . One to the ded gois all estatis , Princis , prelotis and potestatis , Baith ...
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... Timor mortis conturbat me . He hes done petuously devour The noble Chaucer , of makaris flour , The Monk of Bery , and Gower , all thre : Timor mortis conturbat me . The gude Syr Hew of Eglintoun And eik Heryot and Wyntoun He hes tane ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me . He hes done petuously devour The noble Chaucer , of makaris flour , The Monk of Bery , and Gower , all thre : Timor mortis conturbat me . The gude Syr Hew of Eglintoun And eik Heryot and Wyntoun He hes tane ...
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... Timor mortis conturbat me . He hes tane Roull of Aberdene , And gentill Roull of Corstorphin ; Two bettir fallowis did no man se : Timor mortis conturbat me . In Dumferemlyne he hes done roune With Maister Robert Henrisoun ; Schir Johne ...
... Timor mortis conturbat me . He hes tane Roull of Aberdene , And gentill Roull of Corstorphin ; Two bettir fallowis did no man se : Timor mortis conturbat me . In Dumferemlyne he hes done roune With Maister Robert Henrisoun ; Schir Johne ...
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