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@Come live with me and be my love:\
And we will all the pleasures prove:\
{The }Passionate Shepherd{ to his Love}:\
{Christopher }Marlowe
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day{?}:\
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:\
Sonnet 18:\
{William }Shakespeare
Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave, and new!:\
Good pennyworths{! }but money cannot move:\
Fine Knacks{ for Ladies}:\
{John }Dowland
My mind to me a kingdom is:\
Such perfect joy therein I find:\
My Mind to Me a Kingdom Is:\
{Sir }{Edward }Dyer
Underneath this stone doth lie:\
As much beauty as could die:\
Epitaph on Elizabeth{,} {L. H.}:\
{Ben }Jonson
Death be not proud, though some have called thee:\
Mighty and dreadful{,} for thou art not so:\
{Holy }Sonnet{s}{ 10}:\
{John }Donne
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:\
Old Time is still a-flying:\
To the Virgins{,} {To Make Much of Time}:\
{Robert }Herrick
Why so pale and wan, fond lover?:\
Prithee{,} why so pale{?}:\
Song:\
{Sir }{John }Suckling
Stone walls do not a prison make:\
Nor iron bars a cage:\
To Althea{,} From Prison:\
{Richard }Lovelace
I could not love thee (Dear) so much,:\
Lov['|e]d I not hono{u}r more:\
To Lucasta{, Going to the Wars}:\
{Richard }Lovelace
I saw Eternity the other night:\
Like a great ring of pure and endless light:\
{The }World:\
{Henry }Vaughan
Come and trip it as you go,:\
On the light fantastic toe:\
L'Allegro:\
{John }Milton
When I consider how my light is spent:\
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide:\
On His Blindness|When I Consider:\
{John }Milton
The grave's a fine and private place{,}:\
But none{,} I think{,} do there embrace{.}:\
To His Coy Mistress:\
{Andrew }Marvel
Great wits are sure to madness near allied:\
And thin partitions do their bounds divide:\
Absalom and Achitophel|Absalom:\
{John }Dryden
A little learning is a dangerous thing{;}:\
Drink deep{,} or taste not the Pierian spring{.}:\
{An }Essay on Criticism|{On }Criticism:\
{Alexander }Pope
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day{,}:\
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea:\
Elegy{ Written in a Country Church{-| }Yard:\
{Thomas }Gray
The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley{,}:\
An{'|d} lea{'|v}e us nought but grief an{'|d} pain for promised joy{.}:\
To a Mouse:\
{Robert }Burns
Tiger! tiger! burning bright!:\
In the forests of the night:\
{The }Tiger:\
{William }Blake
My heart leaps up when I behold:\
A rainbow in the sky:\
My Heart Leaps Up:\
{William }Wordsworth
The world is too much with us; late and soon{,}:\
Getting and spending{,} we lay waste our powers:\
{The }World is Too Much With Us|Sonnet:\
{William }Wordsworth
A sadder and a wiser man{,}:\
He rose the morrow morn:\
{The }{Rime of }{The }Ancient Mariner:\
{Samuel }{Taylor }Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan:\
A stately pleasure{-| }dome decree:\
Kubla Khan:\
{Samuel }{Taylor }Coleridge
She walks in beauty, like the night:\
Of cloudless climes and starry skies:\
She Walks in Beauty:\
{George Gordon, }{Lord }Byron
I want a hero- an uncommon want{,}:\
When every year and month sends forth a new one:\
Don Juan{ Canto I}:\
{George Gordon, }{Lord }Byron
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.:\
Its loveliness increases{;|.} {it will never/Pass into nothingness}:\
Endymion{ Book I}:\
{John }Keats
Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole:\
Unequal laws unto a savage race:\
Ulysses:\
{Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force{,}:\
Something better than his dog{,} a little dearer than his horse:\
Locksley Hall:\
{Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
'Tis better to have loved and lost:\
Than never to have loved at all:\
{In }Memoriam{ A. H. H.}:\
{Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
Kind hearts are more than coronets,:\
And simple faith than Norman blood{.}:\
Lady Clara Vere de Vere:\
{Alfred{,} }{Lord }Tennyson
Oh, to be in England:\
Now that April's there:\
Home{-| }Thoughts{,} From Abroad:\
{Robert }Browning
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp{,}:\
Or what's a heaven for{?}:\
Andrea Del Sarto:\
{Robert }Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.:\
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height:\
Sonnet{s} {From the Portuguese}{ 43}:\
{Elizabeth }{Barrett }Browning
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough{,}:\
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread{-|,| }and Thou:\
{The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 12}:\
{Edward }Fitzgerald
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,:\
Moves on{\:|,|.} nor all your Piety nor Wit:\
{The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 71}:\
{Edward }Fitzgerald
Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire:\
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire:\
{The }Rubaiyat{ of Omar Khayyam}{ 99}:\
{Edward }Fitzgerald
Remember me when I am gone away,:\
Gone far away into the silent land:\
Remember:\
{Christina }Rossetti
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,:\
And the hunter home from the hill:\
Requiem:\
{Robert }{Louis }Stevenson
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;:\
I fled Him, down the arches of the years:\
{The }Hound of Heaven:\
{Francis }Thompson
So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;:\
You're a {pore|poor} benighted {'|h}eathen but a first class fightin{'|g} man:\
Fuzzy{-| }Wuzzy:\
{Rudyard }Kipling
Morns abed and daylight slumber:\
Were not meant for man alive:\
Reveille:\
{A{.}{ }E{.}{ }}Houseman
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,:\
And a small cabin build there{,} of clay and wattles made:\
{The }{Lake Isle of }Innisfree:\
{William }{Butler }Yeats
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,:\
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by:\
Sea{-| }Fever:\
{John }Masefield
April is the cruelest month, breeding:\
Lilacs out of the dead land:\
{The }Waste{ }Land:\
{T{.}{ }S{.}{ }}Eliot
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs:\
About the little house and happy as the grass was green:\
Fern Hill:\
{Dylan }Thomas
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit:\
Of that forbidden tree{,} whose mortal taste:\
Paradise Lost:\
{John }Milton
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@Bring in the 4.4 Lite games directory, modulo man page changes and segregation
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and do this in two stages since it's just not worth it for this collection,
and I've got directory renames to deal with that way.  Bleah.
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