- Lullaby
Sleep, little baby, sleep, love, sleep!
Evening is coming, and night is nigh;
Under the lattice the little birds cheep,
All will be sleeping by and by.
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- Prologue To A Charade. - "damn-ages."
In olden time--in great Eliza's age,
When rare Ben Jonson ruled the humorous stage,
No play without its Prologue might appear
To earn applause or ward the critic's sneer;
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- An Olde Lyric
I.
Oh, saw ye my own true love, I praye,
My own true love so sweete?
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- Love And Liberty
The linnet had flown from its cage away,
And flitted and sang in the light of day--
Had flown from the lady who loved it well,
In Liberty's freer air to dwell.
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- Impromptu In The Assize Court At Lincoln
Sir W. Bovill was specially retained in an action for damages caused by the overflowing of the banks of the Witham. With great spirit he contended that the river had for three days flowed from the sea.
The moon in the valley of Ajalon
Stood still at the word of the prophet;
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