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1.1     ! root        1: Come live with me and be my love:\
        !             2: And we will all the pleasures prove:\
        !             3: {The }Passionate Shepherd{ to his Love}:\
        !             4: {Christopher }Marlowe
        !             5: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day{?}:\
        !             6: Thou art more lovely and more temperate:\
        !             7: Sonnet 18:\
        !             8: {William }Shakespeare
        !             9: Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave, and new!:\
        !            10: Good pennyworths{! }but money cannot move:\
        !            11: Fine Knacks{ for Ladies}:\
        !            12: {John }Dowland
        !            13: My mind to me a kingdom is:\
        !            14: Such perfect joy therein I find:\
        !            15: My Mind to Me a Kingdom Is:\
        !            16: {Sir }{Edward }Dyer
        !            17: Underneath this stone doth lie:\
        !            18: As much beauty as could die:\
        !            19: Epitaph on Elizabeth{,} {L. H.}:\
        !            20: {Ben }Jonson
        !            21: Death be not proud, though some have called thee:\
        !            22: Mighty and dreadful{,} for thou art not so:\
        !            23: {Holy }Sonnet{s}{ 10}:\
        !            24: {John }Donne
        !            25: Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:\
        !            26: Old Time is still a-flying:\
        !            27: To the Virgins{,} {To Make Much of Time}:\
        !            28: {Robert }Herrick
        !            29: Why so pale and wan, fond lover?:\
        !            30: Prithee{,} why so pale{?}:\
        !            31: Song:\
        !            32: {Sir }{John }Suckling
        !            33: Stone walls do not a prison make:\
        !            34: Nor iron bars a cage:\
        !            35: To Althea{,} From Prison:\
        !            36: {Richard }Lovelace
        !            37: I could not love thee (Dear) so much,:\
        !            38: Lov['|e]d I not hono{u}r more:\
        !            39: To Lucasta{, Going to the Wars}:\
        !            40: {Richard }Lovelace
        !            41: I saw Eternity the other night:\
        !            42: Like a great ring of pure and endless light:\
        !            43: {The }World:\
        !            44: {Henry }Vaughan
        !            45: Come and trip it as you go,:\
        !            46: On the light fantastic toe:\
        !            47: L'Allegro:\
        !            48: {John }Milton
        !            49: When I consider how my light is spent:\
        !            50: Ere half my days in this dark world and wide:\
        !            51: On His Blindness|When I Consider:\
        !            52: {John }Milton
        !            53: The grave's a fine and private place{,}:\
        !            54: But none{,} I think{,} do there embrace{.}:\
        !            55: To His Coy Mistress:\
        !            56: {Andrew }Marvel
        !            57: Great wits are sure to madness near allied:\
        !            58: And thin partitions do their bounds divide:\
        !            59: Absalom and Achitophel|Absalom:\
        !            60: {John }Dryden
        !            61: A little learning is a dangerous thing{;}:\
        !            62: Drink deep{,} or taste not the Pierian spring{.}:\
        !            63: {An }Essay on Criticism|{On }Criticism:\
        !            64: {Alexander }Pope
        !            65: The curfew tolls the knell of parting day{,}:\
        !            66: The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea:\
        !            67: Elegy{ Written in a Country Church{-| }Yard:\
        !            68: {Thomas }Gray
        !            69: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley{,}:\
        !            70: An{'|d} lea{'|v}e us nought but grief an{'|d} pain for promised joy{.}:\
        !            71: To a Mouse:\
        !            72: {Robert }Burns
        !            73: Tiger! tiger! burning bright!:\
        !            74: In the forests of the night:\
        !            75: {The }Tiger:\
        !            76: {William }Blake
        !            77: My heart leaps up when I behold:\
        !            78: A rainbow in the sky:\
        !            79: My Heart Leaps Up:\
        !            80: {William }Wordsworth
        !            81: The world is too much with us; late and soon{,}:\
        !            82: Getting and spending{,} we lay waste our powers:\
        !            83: {The }World is Too Much With Us|Sonnet:\
        !            84: {William }Wordsworth
        !            85: A sadder and a wiser man{,}:\
        !            86: He rose the morrow morn:\
        !            87: {The }{Rime of }{The }Ancient Mariner:\
        !            88: {Samuel }{Taylor }Coleridge
        !            89: In Xanadu did Kubla Khan:\
        !            90: A stately pleasure{-| }dome decree:\
        !            91: Kubla Khan:\
        !            92: {Samuel }{Taylor }Coleridge
        !            93: She walks in beauty, like the night:\
        !            94: Of cloudless climes and starry skies:\
        !            95: She Walks in Beauty:\
        !            96: {George Gordon, }{Lord }Byron
        !            97: I want a hero- an uncommon want{,}:\
        !            98: When every year and month sends forth a new one:\
        !            99: Don Juan{ Canto I}:\
        !           100: {George Gordon, }{Lord }Byron
        !           101: A thing of beauty is a joy forever.:\
        !           102: Its loveliness increases{;|.} {it will never/Pass into nothingness}:\
        !           103: Endymion{ Book I}:\
        !           104: {John }Keats
        !           105: Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole:\
        !           106: Unequal laws unto a savage race:\
        !           107: Ulysses:\
        !           108: {Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
        !           109: He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force{,}:\
        !           110: Something better than his dog{,} a little dearer than his horse:\
        !           111: Locksley Hall:\
        !           112: {Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
        !           113: 'Tis better to have loved and lost:\
        !           114: Than never to have loved at all:\
        !           115: {In }Memoriam{ A. H. H.}:\
        !           116: {Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
        !           117: Kind hearts are more than coronets,:\
        !           118: And simple faith than Norman blood{.}:\
        !           119: Lady Clara Vere de Vere:\
        !           120: {Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
        !           121: Oh, to be in England:\
        !           122: Now that April's there:\
        !           123: Home{-| }Thoughts{,} From Abroad:\
        !           124: {Robert }Browning
        !           125: Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp{,}:\
        !           126: Or what's a heaven for{?}:\
        !           127: Andrea Del Sarto:\
        !           128: {Robert }Browning
        !           129: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.:\
        !           130: I love thee to the depth and breadth and height:\
        !           131: Sonnet{s} {From the Portuguese}{ 43}:\
        !           132: {Elizabeth }{Barrett }Browning
        !           133: A Book of Verses underneath the Bough{,}:\
        !           134: A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread{-|,| }and Thou:\
        !           135: {The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 12}:\
        !           136: {Edward }Fitzgerald
        !           137: The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,:\
        !           138: Moves on{\:|,|.} nor all your Piety nor Wit:\
        !           139: {The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 71}:\
        !           140: {Edward }Fitzgerald
        !           141: Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire:\
        !           142: To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire:\
        !           143: {The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 99}:\
        !           144: {Edward }Fitzgerald
        !           145: Remember me when I am gone away,:\
        !           146: Gone far away into the silent land:\
        !           147: Remember:\
        !           148: {Christina }Rossetti
        !           149: Home is the sailor, home from the sea,:\
        !           150: And the hunter home from the hill:\
        !           151: Requiem:\
        !           152: {Robert }{Louis }Stevenson
        !           153: I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;:\
        !           154: I fled Him, down the arches of the years:\
        !           155: {The }Hound of Heaven:\
        !           156: {Francis }Thompson
        !           157: So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;:\
        !           158: You're a {pore|poor} benighted {'|h}eathen but a first class fightin{'|g} man:\
        !           159: Fuzzy{-| }Wuzzy:\
        !           160: {Rudyard }Kipling
        !           161: Morns abed and daylight slumber:\
        !           162: Were not meant for man alive:\
        !           163: Reveille:\
        !           164: {A{.}{ }E{.}{ }}Houseman
        !           165: I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,:\
        !           166: And a small cabin build there{,} of clay and wattles made:\
        !           167: {The }{Lake Isle of }Innisfree:\
        !           168: {William }{Butler }Yeats
        !           169: I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,:\
        !           170: And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by:\
        !           171: Sea{-| }Fever:\
        !           172: {John }Masefield
        !           173: April is the cruelest month, breeding:\
        !           174: Lilacs out of the dead land:\
        !           175: {The }Waste{ }Land:\
        !           176: {T{.}{ }S{.}{ }}Eliot
        !           177: Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs:\
        !           178: About the little house and happy as the grass was green:\
        !           179: Fern Hill:\
        !           180: {Dylan }Thomas
        !           181: Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit:\
        !           182: Of that forbidden tree{,} whose mortal taste:\
        !           183: Paradise Lost:\
        !           184: {John }Milton

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