| Lines Addressed to 'Old Knick' |
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| Moon goes down; the fire burns low |
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| My Brother's Ocean Grave |
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| Lines to a Bullet from the Field of Waterloo |
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| The Farmer to His Plough |
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| Lines to a Bee |
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| To a Red Squirrel, Barking at Me While Passing through a Wood |
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| To My Old Dog |
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| By the Deep Nine! |
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| Where Gentle Hous-A-Tonic Threads |
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