| The Gallows Tree |
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| Lettie Drake she's mighty sweet |
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| Eclogue |
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| Blest Spirit, when I first did see |
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| Upon Mr. Randolph's Poëms, Collected and Published After his Death |
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| What need thy book crave any other fame |
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| On the death of Mr Randolph |
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| To the Pious Memory of My Deare Brother-in-Law Mr. Thomas Randolph |
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| Thyrsis |
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| How Long, O Lord? |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem