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Flow, my tears. " Flow, my tears " (originally Early Modern English: Flow my teares fall from your springs) is a lute song (specifically, an "ayre") by the accomplished lutenist and composer John Dowland (1563–1626). Originally composed as an instrumental under the name "Lachrimae pavane" in 1596, it is Dowland's most famous ayre, [1] and ...
A video to promote the single was filmed in London in September 1985, and was directed by David Mallet. It was one of three videos produced in promotion of the 'Asylum' album, along with 'Uh! All Night' and 'Who Wants to Be Lonely'. Despite the low production values of the 'Tears Are Falling' video, it was heavily played on MTV 's Dial MTV ...
"Wee Willie Winkie" is a Scottish nursery rhyme whose titular figure has become popular as a personification of sleep. It has a Roud Folk Song Index number of 13711.. Scots poet William Miller (1810-1872), appears to have popularised a pre-existing nursery rhyme, adding additional verses to make up a five stanza poem.
Children under 3 and adults over 85 are the age groups most commonly injured from falling down stairs, but the third-most likely group is often overlooked, experts say: young adults in their 20s ...
The report instead cited injuries she suffered after falling down some stairs, days after the fight took place. “The medical records of her hospital admission beginning on March 10, 2024, after ...
Lyrics. The most common modern version of the lyrics is: Goosey goosey gander, Whither shall I wander? Upstairs and downstairs. And in my lady's chamber. There I met an old man. Who wouldn't say his prayers, So I took him by his left leg.
At the bottom of the stairs On the morning of Nov. 16, 2016, Sills dialed 911 and said that he’d found his wife’s body at the bottom of the stairs in their home in San Clemente, roughly 60 ...
Halfway down the stairs Is a stair Where I sit. There isn't any Other stair Quite like It. I'm not at the bottom, I'm not at the top; So this is the stair Where I always Stop. Halfway up the stairs Isn't up And isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, It isn't in the town. And all sorts of funny thoughts Run round my head: "It isn't really Anywhere ...