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A duck who had got such a habit of stuffing |
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A Frog he would a-wooing go |
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A hungry spider made a web . |
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A kiss when I wake in the morning |
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A kitten once to its mother said |
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A little child, six summers old |
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A little child, with her bright blue eyes |
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A mist was driving down the British Channel |
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A more untidy boy than Tom |
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A steed! a steed of matchlesse speed |
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Abon Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) |
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Across the lonely beech we flit |
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All things bright and beautiful |
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Amid the blue and starry sky |
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Among the beautiful pictures |
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And so you have come back again! |
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And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!) |
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" Any grist for the mill ?" |
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As he had often done before |
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Before I close my eyes in sleep |
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Before the paling of the stars |
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Between the dark and the daylight |
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Blessings on thee, little man |
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Brightest and best of the sons of the morning |
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Brown eyes, straight nose. |
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By cool Siloam's shady rill |
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Calm on the listening ear of night |
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" Come out and hear the waters shoot, the owlet hoot," etc |
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Come, saddle and bridle my gallant roai steed! |
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Come to me, 0 ye children ! |
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Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Do a;las .. |
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Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold |
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Dear Jesus, ever at my side ! |
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Deep on the convent-roof the snows |
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Do you ask what the birds say? |
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Evening is falling asleep in the west |
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From Greenland's icy mountains |
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Full knee-deep lies the winter snow. |
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" Give me turkey for my dinner " |
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Glory to thee, my God, this night |
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Good people all, of every sort |
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Good-bye, good-bye to summer ! |
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