| When my sense in Wine I steep |
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| Jove-born Bacchus when possest |
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| Prethee trouble me no more |
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| Vex no more thy self and me |
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| The Bee |
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| Whilst our Joyes with wine we raise |
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| I Divine Lyeus prize |
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| Drawn for Valentine by the L. D. S. |
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| The Modest Wish |
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| On M. Sherburn's Translation of Seneca's Medea, and Vindication of the Author |
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