| My heart was burned out long ago |
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| Star Song |
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| Off Santiago |
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| Ode to Liberty |
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| What! I fear Death? |
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| Time does not fly, nor creep, nor crawl, nor run |
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| If we must come to naught |
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| I thought that I had died and, fleet of soul |
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| A Thousand years doth Nature plan |
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| I know when in the last ditch |
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