| Thou ermined judge, pull off that sable cap! |
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| The Maid o the Cowdenknows |
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| On How the Cobler |
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| Lebenes gedinge ist al der werlde trost |
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| Women as women, me had never charmed |
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| On the Death of "Jackson" |
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| Lady Alice |
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| Bitte um Frieden |
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| Statesmen, in your exalted station know |
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| What I See in Me |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem