Callcott, John Wall
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87 Noten
Father of heroes
Callcott, John Wall
Pleasant is the voice of thy song
Callcott, John Wall
Thou, Lord, hast been a defence unto the poor
Callcott, John Wall
Thou palsied earth
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Through all the changing scenes of life
Callcott, John Wall
To God, our never-failing strength
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To all you ladies now at hand
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With sighs, sweet rose
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Ye gentlemen of England
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Blessed is he that considereth the poor
Callcott, John Wall
Defend me, Lord, from shame
Callcott, John Wall
Green thorn of the hill of ghosts
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Miserere mei Deus
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O God, my gracious God, to thee
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The Knell of tyrant laws I hear
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The Red Cross Knight
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Bow down thine ear
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Christ being raised from the dead
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Garvan
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Go plaintive breeze
Callcott, John Wall
Let all the just to God with joy
Callcott, John Wall
Mark the merry elves
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Rosabelle
Callcott, John Wall
Soft and safe though lowly grave
Callcott, John Wall
The Lord to thy request attend
Callcott, John Wall
Vostra moglie fu baciata
Callcott, John Wall
Thyrsis, when we parted
Callcott, John Wall