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Riding on a Sunday and I
taught her riding on Sunday
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Love is a lovely lore
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Then I found her right beside
me and I held her tight beside me
:36:14
There was such a light inside me
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In the coach and four
:36:20
In the coach and four
:36:28
Still asleep? Yes.
:36:31
I'm glad my singing didn't
have the same effect on you.
:36:34
It was very nice.
:36:37
What's your name? What does it matter?
:36:42
A lackey's called by many names.
:36:45
But your speech, your
swordsmanship, your bearing.
:36:48
It's more fitting one of
gentle, even of royal birth.
:36:52
Don't speak of royalty. I hate them.
:36:57
l-I too have no love for them.
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Things they do to people like you and me.
:37:05
Let's forget them, shall we?
:37:10
Forgive me. I didn't want you to fall off.
:37:20
The road's much bumpier from here on.
:37:40
Somehow I always knew
it would be like this.
:37:43
Suddenly, without names, without warning.
:37:54
For shame! Stop the
coach! Come down at once.