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Joconde, La
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Heart, we were so happy then
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I pined in a palace grand
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Winter Song
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Take these timid violets
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I bowed to a tree, and his thought unto me
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Song
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Fate flings her gauntlet at my feet
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He wantons with the blushing East
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The Shades of evening softly fall
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