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| PRAYER
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| LO! IN THINE HONEST EYES I READ
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2
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| THOUGH DEEP INDIFFERENCE SHOULD DROWSE
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| MY HEART, WHEN FIRST THE BLACKBIRD SINGS
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| I DREAMED OF FOREST ALLEYS FAIR
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| ST. MARTIN'S SUMMER
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| DEDICATION
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| THE OLD CHIMÆRAS, OLD RECEIPTS
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| PRELUDE
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10
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| THE VANQUISHED KNIGHT
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| TO THE COMMISSIONERS OF NORTHERN LIGHTS
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| THE RELIC TAKEN, WHAT AVAILS THE SHRINE?
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| ABOUT THE SHELTERED GARDEN GROUND
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| AFTER READING "ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA"
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| I KNOW NOT HOW, BUT AS I COUNT
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| SPRING SONG
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| THE SUMMER SUN SHONE ROUND ME
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| YOU LOOKED SO TEMPTING IN THE PEW
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| LOVE'S VICISSITUDES
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| DUDDINGSTONE
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| STOUT MARCHES LEAD TO CERTAIN ENDS
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| AWAY WITH FUNERAL MUSIC
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| TO SYDNEY
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| HAD I THE POWER THAT HAD THE WILL
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| O DULL COLD NORTHERN SKY
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| APOLOGETIC POSTSCRIPT OF A YEAR LATER
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| TO MARCUS
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| TO OTTILIE
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| THIS GLOOMY NORTHERN DAY
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| THE WIND IS WITHOUT THERE AND HOWLS IN THE TREES
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| A VALENTINE'S SONG
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| HAIL! CHILDISH SLAVES OF SOCIAL RULES
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| SWALLOWS TRAVEL TO AND FRO
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