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Oude Vlaemsche liederen

J.F. Willems

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Kusche smal, ir brun' ougen Diu hant mir daz getan Daz ich minnen muoz tougen, Ich valle, in' kan 's gestan. Git si mir trost, so waere mir wol beschit; Ach arm, ich pense, sin' welle es tuon nit: Diu mich hat sus bevan In ir prisun getan, Diu enwelle mich troesten, ich bin dot, sunder wan.

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