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And is this all? Can Reason do no more.
Androcles' from his injured lord, in dread
A needle, small as small can be

A nightingale, that all day long

A noble theme demands a noble verse
Another Leonora once inspired
An Oyster, cast upon the shore

A peasant to his lord paid yearly court
Apelles, hearing that his boy

A poet's cat, sedate and grave.
A raven, while with glossy breast
Art thou some individual of a kind

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As birds their infant brood protect
As in her ancient mistress' lap.
Ask what is human life-the sage replies
As on a hill-top rude, when closing day
As one, who, long in thickets and in brakes 215
A spaniel, Beau, that fares like you.
A Spartan, his companion slain
A Spartan 'scaping from the fight

As yet a stranger to the gentle fires.
At length, myfriend, the far-sent letterscome
At morn we placed on his funeral bier
At threescore winters' end I died.
Attic maid! with honey fed

Austen! accept a grateful verse from me
Believe it or not, as you chuse

Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord
By whom was David taught
Charles-and I say it wondering-thou

must know

Charon receive a family on board
Christina, maiden of heroic mien

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Close by the threshold of a door nailed fast 346
Cocoa-nut nought

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Come, peace of mind, delightful guest
Come, ponder well, for 'tis no jest
Contemplate, when the sun declines.
Could Homer come himself, distressed and

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Cowper had sinned with some excuse 400
Cowper, whose silver voice, tasked some-
times hard

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Dear Anna-between friend and friend
Dear architect of fine CHATEAUX in air
Dear Joseph,-five and twenty years ago. 286
Dear Lord! accept a sinful heart
Dear President, whose art sublime
Delia, the unkindest girl on earth
Did Cytherea to the skies

Did not my Muse (what can she less?).
Did not thy reason and thy sense
Doomed, as I am, in solitude to waste
Ease is the weary merchant's prayer

Εἰκόνα τίς ταύτην, κλυτὸν ἀνέρος οὔνομα
όλωλεν .

Eldest born of powers divine

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Enamoured, artless, young, on foreign
ground

En, quæ prodigia, ex oris allata remotis 397
Ere God had built the mountains

Exalt me, Clio, to the skies

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Fairest and foremost of the train that wait 117
Fair Lady! whose harmonious name the

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Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth.

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Between Nose and Eyes a strange contest

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Far happier are the dead, methinks, than
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Farewell! endued with all that could
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Bid adieu, my sad heart, bid adieu to thy

Blest! who, far from all mankind

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Far from the world, O Lord, I flee

Farewell, false hearts! whose best affec-
tions fail

Fierce passions discompose the mind

Fond youth who dream'st that hoarded
gold.