| Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? |
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| Oh fair enough are sky and plain |
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| If it chance your eye offend you |
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| Chorus - |
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| Fragment of an English Opera |
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| As I gird on for fighting |
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| Now to her lap the incestuous earth |
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| Soldier from the wars returning |
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| God's Acre |
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| Epithalamium |
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