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Now the frosty stars are gone: / I have watched them one by one, …
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From the Desert I come to thee, / On a stallion shod with fire; …
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From the Desert I come to thee / On a stallion shod with fire; …
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Ah, moment not to be purchased, / Not to be won by prayer, …
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Next to thee, O fair gazelle, / O Beddowee girl, beloved so well; …
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Thee finds me in the garden, Hannah,—come in! ’T is kind of thee / To wait until the Friends were gone, who came to comfort me. …
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“give us a song!” the soldiers cried, / The outer trenches guarding, …