| The Poet hath a realm within, and throne |
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| The Runaway |
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| Upon the shells by Carribea's wave |
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| The End of the Whole Matter |
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| " Come now, my love, the moon is on the lake; " |
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| Prologue - |
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| Is manhood less because man's face is black? |
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| The Movers |
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| I never was a slave — a robber took |
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| Saville - |
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