Endlessly.
And all the high-born ladies
So lovely and so true,
Have been handed to the soldiers
When in Rome do as the Romans do.
Frail and afraid in »
When in Rome
Farewells & Fantasies
by Phil Ochs
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on the wheel
Patron-Saint of nothing
A woman of the hills
She once was a lady
Of pleasure, and high-born
A lady of the city
But now she sits and moans »
The Wind
Is This Desire?
by PJ Harvey
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leather flashing and spurnecks the size of my thumb.
This highborn hunter had tastes as strange as they come.
Unbridled passion: I took the bit in my »
Hunting Girl
Songs from the Wood
by Jethro Tull
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long ago
In this kingdom by the sea
A wind blew out of a cloud chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her »
Annabel Lee
Talkin' to Your Heart
by Jim Reeves
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the reason that, long ago
In this kingdom by the sea
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabelle Lee
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore »
Annabelle Lee
Ballads of Living and Dying
by Marissa Nadler
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fingers wove -
Loch-Carra's swan is not so fair
As her breast of love;
And when she moves, in Sunday sheen,
Beyond our cottage door,
I'd scorn the high-born »
Brighidin Ban Mo Store
Fire in the Glen
by Phil Cunningham
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on
The shooting company of Captain Frans B. Cocq
My uniform shines the livery of a high-born man
The Claw-guild signs immortalized by the master's hand
Light »
The Shooting Company of Captain Frans B. Cocq
Universal Migrator, Pts. 1-2
by Ayreon
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that,long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud,chilling
My Annabel lee,
So that her high,born kinsmen came
And bore her away from »
Annabel Lee
Joan
by Joan Baez
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the old house, and there she met her love,
But he, the son, was high-born, and she, a village girl
They met at night by the river, and there he pledged »
The Grace of a Dancer
The Storyman
by Chris de Burgh
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who'd suspect a highborn prince?
It's been so easy to lure my prey,
So to my Lord I gratefully pray
As my victim dies by my blade
Shape shifting is »
The Beast in Velvet
Vengeance Descending
by Crystal Eyes
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the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsman came »
Annabel Lee
Closed on Account of Rabies: Tales of Edgar Allan Poe
by Marianne Faithfull
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bone
Raped of faith, She now embraced
The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With this disdain, inside these veins
(highborn »
Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
Cruelty and the Beast
by Cradle of Filth
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company."
Now she dressed herself in her very best
Like a high-born lady was she
She shimmered and she shivered3 and she proudly stepped
As they walked »
House Carpenter
The Lost Broadcasts: 1968-1972
by Pentangle
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Patroclus, down in the dust
Rejoice in his death my symbol of trust
A dozen highborn youths, have been killed
Cutting their throats their blood was all »
Achilles, Agony and Ecstasy in Eight Parts
Kings of Metal/The Triumph of Steel
by Manowar
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