| A Rainy day in June, and yet |
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| The Movement of the world of men |
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| Coming to see the flow'rs, I sleep |
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| From ev'ry quarter of the vast domains |
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| Long years, methinks, of sorrow and of care |
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| As, lacking oil, I lie abed |
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| Alas! the withered moor, whereon |
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| The Withered reeds, that day by day |
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| The Maiden of Katsushika |
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| Lines Sent by a Mother to Her Daughter |
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