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In awful pause, while heav'n's revenge is slow....
I'll enjoy the present time....

Joan said to John, when he stopt her t'other day
In Summer's cool shade how delightful to sit
In peace, love tunes the shepherd's reed...

It was a friar, of orders grey..

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Jack, thou'rt a toper, let's have t'other quart..

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In a vale clos'd with woodland, where grottoes abound

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It was a lover, and his lass......

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In the lonely vale of streams abides the narrow soul ..

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I follow! lo! the footing still of my lovely cruel......

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If doughty deeds my ladye please..

I pierced the grove, and in the deepest gloom.....

I never knew a sprightly fair that was not dear to me..

Is it the purple grape that throws....

Is it night? would darkness fright us...

L.

Lightly tread, 'tis hallow'd ground....

Lawn as white as driven snow.

Let happy lovers fly, where pleasure's call...

Let Omnibus Wiccamicis in a bumper now go round..

Live to-day, enjoy each blessing

Love and folly were at play...

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Loud blowe the wyndes with blustering breath...

Let us, my Lesbia, live and love

Lady, those cherries plenty..

Lone dweller of the rock, whose echoes mourn

Long may live my lovely Hetty....

L'ape e la serpe spesso

Let India boast her plants, nor envy we

Lads and lasses, hither come..

Love in thine eyes for ever plays

Let not rage, thy bosom firing....

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Let's drink and let's sing together...
La mia Dorabella capace non è....
Life's a bumper, fill'd by fate...
Lately on yonder swelling bush....
Lo! on yon long resounding shore...
Let the sparkling wine go round
Let Rubinelli charm the ear...
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting.
Lawless o'er the yielding wire.. . . . .

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Laudate nomen Domini, vos Servi Domini..

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Lovely seems the moon's fair lustre...
Let me, careless and unthoughtful lying
Lay that sullen garland by thee....

M.

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My pocket's low, and taxes high....
Merrily, merrily rung the bells....
Methinks I hear the full celestial choir....
My fair, ye swains, is gone astray....
Speak, sister, speak; (Music in Macbeth)..
Me Bacchus fires, he swells each vein
My dear Mistress had a heart.....
Murder! I wish to my heart I was dead..........
My mother had a maid call'd Barbara.
More with the love than the fear of God...
Make haste to meet the gen'rous wine...
Mr. Speaker! though 'tis late......
Mark the merry elves of fairy land.....
Mr.
will you do us the favour...
My ships to fair Sicilia's coast......
Music's the language of the blest above

May your heroes, far and near

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Music has pow'r to melt the soul..

Melting airs soft joys inspire....

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My Phillida, adieu! love, for evermore farewell.....
Mine be a cot, beside a hill....

Mona on Snowdon calls...

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Mark! mortals, mark! with awe profound...

'Midst silent shades and purling streams.....

Mark'd your her eye, of heav'nly blue

Mr. Conductor, if you please.....

My fair is beautiful as love.

Music, miraculous rhet'rick, that speakest sense.....

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Non fide al mar che freme....

No riches from his scanty store....
Nymph over thee, sweet, fair, and young.
Now the winds whistle, and the tempest roars..
Nor blazing gems, nor silken sheen ..........
Never till now I felt love's dart....

Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger.
Now I'm prepar'd to meet th' enchanting scene
No glory I covet, no riches I want...
Now round the board, my friends, in concert join
Now is the month of maying..

Now the hungry lions roar.

No stormy winter enters there....

Nymph of the forest! who on this mountain...
Now country sports, that seldom fades.....

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O happy man! when youth reigns o'er thy hours....

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O youth, thou morning of delight....

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O turn to Hebe's blooming shrine...

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O voi che sospirate a miglior notti...

O mistress mine! where are you roaming.
O'er William's tomb, with silent grief opprest..
Of all the brave birds that ever I see..

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Of Britain's wooden walls be now my song.

O thou that rollest above...

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Oh thou, sweet bird! that sits on some lone spray....

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Oh, Nanny! wilt thou gang with me

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go with thee, my love..

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Oh, Love! how swift thy fairest prospects fade...... ib.

O memory! celestial maid.............

O sing unto mie roundelaie....

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O who has seen the Miller's wife...

Oh! sweetest of thy lovely race.

O liberty! thou goddess, heav'nly bright.
Oh! let the merry peal go on....

O come O bella l'ardor de vini...

Oh that the learned poets of this time..

O thou, where'er (thie bones att rest)..

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O thou! whose notes could oft remove.

O snatch me swift from these tempestuous scenes

O night! more pleasing than the brightest day

If free from every foreign thrall.....

Oh my love's like a red red rose.

O come, ye fair, while blooming May..
Of his right eye young Acon is bereft..
As matchless beauty thee a Phoenix proves.

O fancy! parent of the muse....

O gentle sleep! O gentle sleep! I cry'd...

On a bank, beside a willow.....

O sad and watchful waits thy lover..

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