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John Bull for pastime took a prance

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John Gilpin was a citizen of credit and renown

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Just take a trifling handful, O philosopher

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Last night a zealous Irishman in town

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Last year I trod these fields with Di

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Life and the Universe show spontaneity

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Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay 47
Lord Erskine at women presuming to rail

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Macphairson Clonglocketty Angus McClan

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Majestic Monarch! whom the other gods

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May the Babylonish curse

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Men, dying, make their wills, but wives

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Miss Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square

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My Aunt! my dear unmarried aunt!

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My brother Jack was nine in May.

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My coachman, in the moonlight there

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My curse upon your venom'd stang

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My heart will break — I'm sure it will

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My Lord Tomnoddy's the son of an Earl

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My pipe is lit, my grog is mixed .

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Nay, I cannot come into the garden just now

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Near ould Skibbereen, in the gim of the owshun

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Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going?

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No sun — no moon!

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Now the Widow McGee .

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Now there was Uncle Elnathan Shaw

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“O come and be my mate!” said the Eagle to the Hen 66
O cool in the summer is salad .

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O my earliest love, who, ere I number'd

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O reverend sir, I do declare .

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O Thou wha in the heavens dost dwell .

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O what harper could worthily harp it

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O will ye choose to hear the news .

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Och! the Coronation! what celebration.

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Of all the ships upon the blue .

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Oh, listen to the tale of Mister William, if you please 342
Oh, 'tis time I should talk to your inother .

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Oh, whar shill we go w'en de gre day comes

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Oh, what is that comes gliding in "

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Oh, yes, we've be'n fixin' up some sence we sold that
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Old Grimes is dead; that good old man

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Old Peter led a wretched life.
On deck, beneath the awning .
On me he shall ne'er put a ring
On, on, my brown Arab, away, away
On the eighth day of March it was, some people say
One Balaam Vermicelli Lepidoptera FitzApe
One day, as I was going by
One morning when Spring was in her teens
One stormy morn I chanced to meet
Paddy, in want of a dinner one day
Paddy McCabe was dying one day
Pour, varlet, pour the water
Row-diddy, dow de, my little sis
Sam Brown was a fellow from way down East
Sez Alderman Grady
Sez Corporal Madden to Private McFadden
She kept her secret well, oh, yes
She laid it where the sunbeams fall
She sits in a fashionable parlor
She wrote to her daddy in Portland, Maine, from out

in Denver, Col.
Sly Beelzebub took all occasions
So that's Cleopathera's Needle, bedad
Some take their gold
Some years ago, ere Time and Taste
Some years ago when civil faction.

Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossil !
Spontaneous Us
Swans sing before they die: 'twere no bad thing
Sweet Nea! — for your lovely sake
The auld wife sat at her ivied door
The beauteous Ethel's father has a
The blessed Poster-girl leaned out
The editor sat with his head in his hands
The frugal crone, whom praying priests attend
The maid, as by the papers doth appear
The mountain and the squirrel
The night-mist dim and darkling
The night was thick and hazy
The “ Orchids” were as tough a crowd.
“The proper way for a man to pray
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The sun was shining on the sea

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“There is no God,” the wicked saith

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There was a lady liv'd at Leith

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There was a negro preacher, I have heard

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There was once a little man, and his rod and line he

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There were three sailors of Bristol city

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There's doubtless something in domestic doings . 371
There's some is born with their straight legs by natur 233
There's somewhat on my breast, father

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They may talk of love in a cottage
They nearly strike me dumb
They tell us that Woman was made of a rib

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They went to sea in a sieve, they did

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This is the bait

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Thou happy, happy elf!

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Thou shalt have one God only; who

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Thou who, when fears attack .
Tim Turpin he was gravel blind

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Time has a magic wand .

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To Lake Aghmoogenegamook

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"To me, I swear, you're a volume rare

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'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
'Twas on a lofty vase's side

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'Twas on the shores that round our coast

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Two webfoot brothers loved a fair

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Two Yankee wags, one summer day

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Uncle Peter Tascus Runnels has been feeble some of
late

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Upon ane stormy Sunday
We love thee, Ann Maria Smith

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Well, if ever I saw such another man since my mother

bound my head
Werther had a love for Charlotte

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We've fought with many men acrost the seas
We've lived for forty years, dear wife .

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What, he on whom our voices unanimously ran

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What makes you come here fer, Mister

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What motley cares Corilla's mind perplex

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What, what, what

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When Chapman billies leave the street

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When deeply in love with Miss Emily Pryne

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When Dido found Æneas would not come

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When like a bud my Julia blows

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When man and maiden meet, I like to see a drooping
eye

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When Mary Ann Dollinger got the skule daown thar
on Injun Bay

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Whenas to shoot my Julia goes

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Whene'er with haggard eyes I view

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Where shall I begin with the endless delights

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Whereas, on certain boughs and sprays
Which I wish to remark
Who has e'er been in London, that overgrown place . 292
“Who stuffed that white owl? ” No one spoke in the

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Why is it the children don't love me

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Will there never come a season

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With due condescension, I'd call your attention 225
Ye may tramp the world over

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Years — years ago,
- ere yet my dreams

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Yes, I got another Johnny; but he was to Number One

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“You are old, Father William,” the young man said 218
You gave me the key of your heart, my love .

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You may notch it on de palin's as a mighty resky plan 271
“ You must give back,” her mother said .

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You Wi’yum, cum 'ere, suh, dis minute.

Wut dat you
got under dat box?

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Young Ben he was a nice young man

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Young Rory O'More courted Kathleen Bawn

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