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			<title>On My Sleeplessness-An Epigram</title>
			<description>spoilt my days,when times i wore your's insolvable mask&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But daring i did to prompt my brain to be clever&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As we battled one other,and rage a ruthless yoke.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last bravely said,'Hell--go back you, back that chamber'&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>An Epigram-On A Dream</title>
			<description>&quot;Nay, climb not I yet in the pedals of laurels,As if I shines on the glory of an unaware dream,serving he now to sleep in my restless feels,wed him,the one placid,the tranquil,still balm&quot;</description>
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			<title>On A Nighward Innovation</title>
			<description>You mighty night,let throw my visions away,From a mocking storm,and scornful tide's roars,You seducer moon,your crystal eyes astrayDon't Forecast my failing,you vainly shores.Ah! night is Bleak,yet sailing my innovation,This life's, to swell my spirited decoration.And booking a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;jubilant, ..</description>
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