Songs From The Beggar’s Opera: Air X-“thomas, I Cannot'
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John Gay
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Polly. I like a ship in storms was tossed,
Yet afraid to put into land,
For seized in the port the vessel’s lost
Whose treasure is contraband.
The waves are laid,
My duty’s paid;
O joy beyond expression!
Thus safe ashore
I ask no more;
My all is in my possession.
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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