| Where dost thou lie, great Nimrod of the West! |
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| Come! come to us hither! the goblet is flowing |
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| Dell'arboscel c'ha si famoso nome |
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| Lines Written By Thomas Chatterton While Meditating Suicide In The Autumn Of 1770 |
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| Forced Contribution |
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| Pi u non potea stral di Fortuna, o dente |
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| Lines For The Music Of Weber's Last Waltz |
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| Io pure al nome tuo dolce rischiaro |
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| On The Death Of A Young Lady |
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