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Well then, we'll off to see the snow
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Lo! Johnny, in his father's name
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Is life then short? This dream of mine
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Another Ode Presented to the Prince on the Same Occasion
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Since that I talk'd with thee, my brooding heart
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A Rough sea, and the Milky Way
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A Brilliant moon! there was no marge
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Done is the long spring day wherein
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Ode to Fusiyama
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There is on earth a thing more bootless still
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