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| Oveture |
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| Tripping hither, tripping hither |
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| Iolanthe! From thy dark exile thou art summoned |
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| Good morrow, good mother |
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| Fare thee well, attractive stranger |
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| Good morrow, good lover |
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| None shall part us from each other |
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| Loudly let the trumpet bray! |
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| The law is the true embodiment of everything that's excellent |
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| My well-loved Lord and Guardian dear |
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| Spurn not the nobly born |
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| When I went to the Bar as a very young man |
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| When darkly looms the day |
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| When all night long a chap remains |
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| Strephon's a Member of Parliament |
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| When Britain really ruled the waves |
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| In vain to us you plead |
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| Oh, foolish fay |
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| Though p'r'aps I may incur your blame |
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| Love unrequited robs me of my rest |
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| When you're lying awake with a dismal headache |
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| If you go in you're sure to win |
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| If we're weak enough to tarry |
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| My Lord, a suppliant at your feet |
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| It may not be |
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| Soon as we may, off and away |
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