| Well then, we'll off to see the snow |
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| Lo! Johnny, in his father's name |
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| Is life then short? This dream of mine |
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| Another Ode Presented to the Prince on the Same Occasion |
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| Since that I talk'd with thee, my brooding heart |
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| A Rough sea, and the Milky Way |
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| A Brilliant moon! there was no marge |
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| Done is the long spring day wherein |
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| Ode to Fusiyama |
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| There is on earth a thing more bootless still |
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