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Suleika
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It is a fault oneself to praise
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Let this house's glory rise
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O'er the Mediterranean sea
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If the ass that bore the Saviour
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Be stirring, man, while yet the day is clear
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Book of Proverbs
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Gipsy Song
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To the Grasshopper
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Ev'ry youth for love's sweet portion sighs
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