Upon The Three Sons Of The Lord Sheffield, Drowned In Humber
Light Sonnets hence, and to loose Lovers fly, And mournful Maidens sing an Elegie On those three SHEFFIELDS, over-whelm'd with waves, Whose loss...
Light Sonnets hence, and to loose Lovers fly, And mournful Maidens sing an Elegie On those three SHEFFIELDS, over-whelm'd with waves, Whose loss...
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