| Merry's the trade of a poet; but somewhat a dear one, I fear me |
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| Christel |
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| Proximity |
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| Why are the people thus busily moving? For food they are seeking |
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| The Heathrose |
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| To the Kind Reader |
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| My Only Property |
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| If the whole is ever to gladden thee |
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| From an Album of 1604 |
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| Before a Court of Justice |
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