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Journey to Smelting-house
Elegy on the death of Saint Aubyn
on the same
Sir, if you please, excuse my jesting
How fickle, inconstant, and fleeting is time!
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ib.
On Freedom (by Tobias Martin, jun.)
120
Penzance Wrestling
Tempted with hopes of shining ore.
A Petition
A Petition for Wages
Lodging
'Tis my watch to day, as my comrades all say.
As tales and backbiting I cannot endure.
The Club
Rich-Poor
A Tale
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135
The Clerical Marksman
140
Since Adam enter'd on life's stage
141
Translated from the French of Boileau
As we mix altogether, or better or worse
What I honestly earn, with content I enjoy
Careless men
That every one must die, we all allow
Ah! what a world! how often do we change!
Distress
By friends neglected, and by foes oppress'd
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