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The pleasures of friendship are exquisite Ho

The pleasures of friendship are exquisite
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend we walk on the grass
And the ......

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Nobody heard him the dead man But still he

Nobody heard him the dead man
But still he lay moaning
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

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Alone in the woods I felt The bitter hostilit

Alone in the woods I felt
The bitter hostility of the sky and the trees
Nature has taught her creatures to hate
Man that fusses and fum......

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Never again will I weep And wring my hands

Never again will I weep
And wring my hands
And beat my head against the wall
Because
Me nolentem fata trahunt
But
When I......

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Happiness is silent or speaks equivocally for fri

Happiness is silent or speaks equivocally for friends
Grief is explicit and her song never ends
Happiness is like England and will not s......

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