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In darkness of the nightI spied him in a treeSat I froze by the sightHe was looking at meThe summer's heat became a chillThe angel of death at his kil..
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Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruitOf that forbidden tree whose mortal tasteBrought death into the world, and all our woe,With loss of Eden, ti..
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Yesterday, upon the stair,I met a man who wasn’t thereHe wasn’t there again todayI wish, I wish he’d go away...When I came home last..
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