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These were gradually fused into long epic poems by the wandering minstrels.
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And that was all that was left of the wandering minstrel.
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In the long winter evening, no one was more welcome than the wandering minstrel.
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Now, there are wandering minstrels yet in the Cumberland Hills.
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The wandering minstrel had been caught by his own tune.
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As soon as the wandering minstrel had left them, he asked his young colleague,-
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I am known hereabouts by no other designation than that of the ' Wandering Minstrel.'
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A wandering minstrel was harping "Love's Sweet Dream" outside the public-house below.
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If these country towns don't get the wandering minstrel's money one way they will another!
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The wandering minstrel followed a very ancient profession.
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One day he disguised himself as a wandering minstrel and went into the camp of the Danes.
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The wandering minstrel had made another capture.
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The wandering minstrel was caught at last.
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So there stood the wandering minstrel, alone.
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He is possibly Ireland's only wandering minstrel.
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What am I but a mere figure in the landscape, a wandering minstrel or picker of daisies?