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But the little lass who had met her might mention the fact.
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Still, I am glad he is going to marry the little lass.
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And you have been good to my little lass-mylittle woman here.
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Come, little lass, and take it, for now it belongs to you.
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He jist muttered i' his throat, 'Tha little lass, tha little lass!'
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The little lass passed me as I gathered my herbs under the dew.
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The recipient of this information expressed grieved surprise, whereupon the little lass continued.
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There's not a soul in the world who wants her, poor little lass.
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But, by my faith, I need not have troubled about our little lass.
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Hold fast to that, little lass, as long as you can.
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I'm sorry to say, there is that little lass o' Lugur's.
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The little lass glanced at me, and entered the cottage.
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She is the " little lass," the "Red Riding Hood" of his poem.
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I have always said thee could trust our little lass.
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If it be true that love conquers all, your little lass can bear it!
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I can't have my poor little lass snubbed like that!
