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...his own white beard did tear, " Farewell, farewell, Grenada ! thou city without peer ; Woe, woe, thou pride of Heathendom, seven hundred years and more...dwell, who fought with meikle glee The enemies of proud CastUle, the bane of Christientee. The mother of fair dames wert thou, of truth and beauty rare, Into...

...his old white beam ma tear, " Farewell, farewell, Granada ! thou city without peer ; Woe, woe, thou pride of Heathendom, seven hundred years and more...gone since first the faithful thy royal sceptre bore. IV. " Thou wert the happy mother of an high renowned race ; Within thee dwelt a haughty line that now...

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...tear, ' Farewell, farewell, Granada! thou city without peer! THE FLIGHT FROM GRANADA. Woe, woe, thou pride of Heathendom ! seven hundred years and more...Have gone since first the faithful thy royal sceptre hore ! ' Thou wert the happy mother of an high renowned race ; Within thee dwelt a haughty line that...

...old white breast did tear, ' Farewell ! farewell ! Granada, thou city without peer. Woe ! woe ! thou pride of heathendom ! Seven hundred years, and more,...gone since first the faithful thy royal sceptre bore ! " ' The gardens of thy Vega — its fields and blooming bowers, — Woe ' woe ! I see their beanty...

...old white breast did tear, ' Farewell ! farewell ! Granada, thou city without peer. Woe ! woe ! thou pride of heathendom ! Seven hundred years, and more,...gone since first the faithful thy royal sceptre bore ! " ' The gardens of thy Vega — its fields and blooming bowers, — Woe ! woe ! I see their beauty...

...his old white beard did tear, " Farewell, farewell, Granada! thou city without peer! Woe, woe, thou pride of Heathendom! seven hundred years and more...mother of an high renowned race ; Within thee dwelt a haughty line that now go from their place; Within thee fearless knights did dwell, who fought with...