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A barking sound the shepherd hears
A chieftain to the Highlands bound.
A country life is sweet
A fox, in life's extreme decay
A fragment of a rainbow bright
A lion cub, of sordid mind .
A Nightingale that all day long
A parrot, from the Spanish main.
A perilous life, and sad as life may be .
A widow bird sate mourning for her love
A wonder stranger ne'er was known
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase)
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight.
Among the dwellings framed by birds
An ancient story I'll tell you anon
An old song made by an aged old pate.
An outlandish knight came from the North lands
Art thou the bird whom man loves best
As I a fare had lately past
As it fell upon a day.
As in the sunshine of the morn
At dead of night, when mortals lose
Attend all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise
Before the stout harvesters falleth the grain.
Beside the Moldau's rushing stream.
Clear had the day been from the dawn
Close by the threshold of a door nail'd fast
Come dear children, let us away.
Come listen to me, you gallants so free
Come live with me and be my Love.
Come unto these yellow sands

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Did you hear of the curate who mounted his mare
Do you ask what the birds say? The sparrow, the dove.

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Faintly as tolls the evening chime
Fair daffodils, we weep to see .
Full fathom five thy father lies

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Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme.
Good-bye, good-bye to Suminer
Good people all, of every sort.

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Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove
Half a league, half a league
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick
Happy insect! what can be
Her arms across her breast she laid.
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue
Ho, sailor of the sea .
How beautiful is the rain

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I am monarch of all I survey
I come from haunts of coot and hern
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died
I sail'd from the Downs in the Nancy
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he
I wander'd by the brook-side
If all the world was apple-pie
In ancient times, as story tells
In distant countries have I been
In her ear he whispers gaily
In the hollow tree in the grey old tower
Into the sunshine
It chanced upon a winter's day
It is an ancient Mariner .
It is not growing like a tree
It was a summer evening
It was the schooner Hesperus
I've watch'd you now a full half-hour


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Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier
Jenny Wren fell sick
John Bull for pastime took a prance
John Gilpin was a citizen

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King Lear once ruled in this land


Lady Alice was sitting in her bower window.
Laid in my quiet bed in study as I were
Little Ellie sits alone.
Little white Lily
Lord Thomas he was a bold forester.

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Mary-Ann was alone with her baby in arms
My banks they are furnished with bees
My heart leaps up when I behold

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Napoleon's banners at Boulogne
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea
Now ponder well, you parents dear .
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger
Now the hungry lion roars .
Now, woman, why without your veil ?'


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O Mary, go and call the cattle home
O listen, listen, ladies gay
O say what is that thing called Light
O sing unto my roundelay
O then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you
O where have ye been, Lord Randal, my son ?
O where have you been, my long, long, love
0, young Lochinvar is come out of the West
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray.
Oh, hear a pensive prisoner's prayer
Oh, to be in England .
Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter
Old stories tell how Hercules
On his morning rounds the master
On the green banks of Shannon when Sheelah was nigh.
Once on a time a rustic dame
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and

One day, it matters not to know
One morning (raw it was and wet)
Open the door, some pity to show
Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lower'd

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Piping down the valleys wild
Proud Maisie is in the wood

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Remember us poor Mayers all.



See the Kitten on the wall
Seven daughters had Lord Archibald
Shepherds all, and maidens fair
Sir John got him an ambling nag.
Some will talk of bold Robin Hood.
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king.

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The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold
The boy stood on the burning deck .
The cock is crowing
The crafty Nix, more false than fair.
The fox and the cat, as they travell’d one day
The gorse is yellow on the heath .
The greenhouse is my summer seat
The hollow winds begin to blow .
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor.
The mountain and the squirrel
The noon was shady, and soft airs
The ordeal's fatal trumpet sounded
The post-boy drove with fierce career
The stately homes of England.
The stream was as smooth as glass, we said, 'Arise and let's

The summer and autumn had been so wet
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing
The Wildgrave winds his bugle horn
There came a ghost to Margaret's door.
There came a man, making his hasty moan
There was a jovial beggar
There was a little boy and a little girl
There was an old woman, as I've heard tell
There was three kings into the East.
There were three jovial Welshmen
There's that old hag Moll Brown, look, see, just past
They glide upon their endless way
They grew in beauty side by side
Three fishers went sailing away to the west
Three times, all in the dead of night
Thou that hast a daughter
Tiger, tiger, burning bright.
To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall
To sea ! to sea the calm is o'er
Toll for the brave
Tread lightly here, for here, 'tis said.

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Twas in the prime of summer time .
Twas on a lofty vase's side.


Under the green hedges after the snow.
Under the greenwood tree
Underneath an old oak tree
Up the airy mountain
Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away
Up! up! ye dames, ye lasses gay
Upon a time a neighing steed .

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When Arthur first in court began
When as King Henry ruled this land
When I remember'd again
When I was still a boy and mother's pride
When icicles hang by the wall.
When shall we three meet again
When the British warrior queen
Whither, 'midst falling dew
Who is yonder poor maniac, whose wildly fixed eyes .
Will you hear a Spanish lady
With farmer Allan at the farm abode
Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush

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Ye mariners of England .
Year after year unto her feet
*You are old, Father William,' the young man cried .
You beauteous ladies great and small
You spotted snakes with double tongue
Young Henry was as brave a youth.

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