| Joconde, La |
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| Heart, we were so happy then |
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| I pined in a palace grand |
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| Winter Song |
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| Take these timid violets |
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| I bowed to a tree, and his thought unto me |
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| Song |
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| Fate flings her gauntlet at my feet |
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| He wantons with the blushing East |
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| The Shades of evening softly fall |
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