My River
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
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To lose Thee
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
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The Grave
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
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Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
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Love
So, the year's done with
( Love me forever! )
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Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
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Mild Is The Parting Year
Mild is the parting year and sweet
The odour of the falling spray;
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My Pretty Rose Tree
A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
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Sweet Disorder
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
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A wounded deer leaps highest
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
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