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A drop fell on the apple tree |
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0:45 |
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2 |
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A narrow Fellow in the Grass |
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0:58 |
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3 |
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A poor torn heart, a tattered heart |
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0:42 |
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4 |
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A something in a summer's day |
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1:26 |
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5 |
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A still - Volcano - Life - / A thought went up my mind to-day |
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1:05 |
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6 |
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A toad can die of light! / A word is dead |
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0:33 |
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7 |
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A wounded deer leaps highest ? Adrift! A little boat adrift! |
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1:08 |
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8 |
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes |
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0:52 |
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9 |
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All the letters I can write / Alter? When the hills do |
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0:52 |
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10 |
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Ample makes this bed ? Apparently with no surprise |
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0:50 |
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11 |
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As imperceptibly as Grief / Beauty - be not caused - It Is |
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1:02 |
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12 |
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Because I could not stop for Death |
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0:54 |
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13 |
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Come slowly, Eden! |
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0:26 |
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14 |
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Dear March, come in! |
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1:01 |
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15 |
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Death is a dialogue between / Drab habitation of whom |
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0:41 |
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16 |
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Drowning is not so pitiful / Each that we lose takes part of us |
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0:43 |
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17 |
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Eden is that old fashioned House / Exultation is the going |
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0:43 |
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18 |
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Fame is a fickle food / Finite to fail but infinite to venture |
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0:41 |
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19 |
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Forbidden fruit a flavor has / Forever - is composed of Nows |
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0:45 |
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20 |
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Glee! The great storm is over |
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0:50 |
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21 |
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He ate and drank the precious words / He fumbles at your Soul |
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1:01 |
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22 |
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He touched me, so I live to know |
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0:40 |
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23 |
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Heart not so heavy as mine |
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0:49 |
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24 |
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Heart! We will forgive him! / Heaven is what i cannot reach! |
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0:45 |
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25 |
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Her final summer was it / Hope is a subtle glutton |
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0:57 |
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26 |
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Hope is the thing with feathers / How happy is the little Stone |
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0:59 |
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27 |
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How the old Mountains drip with Sunset |
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1:01 |
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28 |
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I asked no other thing / I bring an unaccustomed wine |
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1:18 |
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29 |
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I can wade grief |
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0:35 |
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30 |
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I cannot live with you |
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1:49 |
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31 |
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I died for beauty, but was scarce |
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0:38 |
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32 |
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I dreaded that first Robin, so |
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1:08 |
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33 |
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I dwelt in Possibility |
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0:31 |
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34 |
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I envy seas whereon he rides |
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0:56 |
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35 |
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain |
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0:57 |
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36 |
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I gave myself to him |
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0:45 |
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37 |
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I had no cause to be awake |
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0:48 |
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38 |
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I had no time to hate, because / I have never seen "Volcanoes" |
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1:12 |
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39 |
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I have no life but this / I heard a fly buzz when I died |
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1:04 |
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40 |
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I hide myself within my flower / I know a place where summer ...... |
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0:57 |
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41 |
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I know some lonely houses of the road |
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1:25 |
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42 |
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I many times thought peace had come / I meant to find her ... |
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0:54 |
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43 |
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I meant to have but modest needs |
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1:15 |
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44 |
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I never saw a moor |
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0:21 |
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45 |
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I should not dare to leave my friend |
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0:48 |
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46 |
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I stepped from plank to plank |
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0:22 |
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47 |
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I taste a liquor never brewed |
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0:42 |
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48 |
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I think the hemlock likes to stand |
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0:39 |
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49 |
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I took my power in my hand / I went to heaven |
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0:51 |
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50 |
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If I can stop one heart from breaking / If I may have it ... |
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0:58 |
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51 |
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If recollecting were forgetting / If you were coming in the fall... |
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1:13 |
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52 |
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I'll tell you how the Sun rose |
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0:40 |
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53 |
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I'm nobody! Who are you? / Is Heaven a Physician? |
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0:46 |
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54 |
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It might be easier / It sounded as if the streets were running |
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0:35 |
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55 |
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It tossed and tossed |
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0:27 |
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56 |
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It was not Death, for I stood up |
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1:04 |
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57 |
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It's such a little thing to weep / Like Rain it sounded till ...... |
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0:54 |
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58 |
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Love is anterior to life / Luck is not chance |
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0:28 |
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59 |
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Mine by the right of the white election! / Mine enemy is ... |
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0:47 |
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60 |
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Much madness is divinest sense / My life closed twice before ...... |
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0:47 |
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61 |
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My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun |
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1:01 |
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62 |
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Nature rarer uses yellow |
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0:33 |
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63 |
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Not with a Club, the Heart is broken / Of all the souls that ...... |
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1:04 |
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64 |
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On this wondrous sea |
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0:25 |
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65 |
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One blessing had I, than the rest |
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0:55 |
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66 |
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One need not be a chamber - to be Haunted |
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0:55 |
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67 |
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Pain has an element of blank / Proud of my broken heart ... |
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0:40 |
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68 |
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Safe in their alabaster chambers / She died - this was the ... |
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0:55 |
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69 |
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Some keep the Sabbath going to church / Success is counted ... |
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1:05 |
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70 |
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Surgeons must be very careful / Tell all the heart but tell ... |
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1:04 |
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71 |
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That after Horror |
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0:38 |
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72 |
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That I did always love / That love is all there is |
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0:39 |
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73 |
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The brain within its groove / The day came slow till five o'... |
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1:02 |
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74 |
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The Dying need but little, Dear |
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0:22 |
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75 |
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The grass so little has to do |
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0:48 |
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76 |
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The grave my cottage is / The heart asks pleasure first |
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0:41 |
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77 |
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The leaves, like women, interchange / The moon is distant ... |
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0:52 |
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78 |
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The one that could repeat the summer day / The pedigree of honey... |
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0:38 |
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79 |
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The rat is the concisest tenant |
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0:23 |
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80 |
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The Soul has Bandaged moments |
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1:01 |
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81 |
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The soul should always stand ajar / The spider as an artist |
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0:40 |
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82 |
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The waters chased him as he fled |
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0:27 |
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83 |
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The way I read a letter's this |
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0:40 |
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84 |
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The wind begun to rock the grass |
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0:50 |
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85 |
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There came a Wind like a Bugle / There is no frigate like a book... |
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1:02 |
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86 |
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There's a certain slant of light |
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0:43 |
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87 |
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There's been a death in the opposite house |
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0:54 |
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88 |
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They might not need me - yet they might / They say that '... |
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0:38 |
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89 |
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This is my letter to the world |
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0:24 |
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90 |
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This World is not Conclusion |
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0:50 |
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91 |
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'Tis little I could care for pearls |
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0:21 |
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92 |
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'Tis not that Dying hurts us so / To make a prairie it takes ...... |
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0:51 |
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93 |
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'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch |
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1:02 |
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94 |
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Unable are the loved to die / We never know how high we are |
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0:40 |
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95 |
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We never know we go, - when we are going / What if I say I ... |
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0:46 |
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96 |
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What inn is this / Where thou art - that |
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1:14 |
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97 |
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While I was fearing it, it came / Wild nights! Wild nights! |
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0:53 |
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98 |
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Will there really be a morning? |
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0:54 |
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99 |
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You left me, sweet, two legacies |
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0:22 |
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Total time |
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80:24 |
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