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Quotes by Thomas Chatterton
Henderson, The nesh yonge coweslipe bendethe wyth the dewe.— filed under Flowers-Clover
Yun daiseyd mantels ys the mountayne dyghte.— filed under Flowers-Dahlia
O! sing unto my roundelay, O! drop the briny tear with me. Dance no more at holiday, Like a running river be; My love is dead, Gone to his death bed All under the willow tree.— filed under Mourning
O Chryste, it is a grief for me to telle, How manie a noble erle and valrous knyghte In fyghtynge for Kynge Harrold noblie fell, Al sleyne on Hastyng's field in bloudie fyghte.— filed under Occupations-Military