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Index of First Lines
Here lies the Devil—ask no other name, 85
Here lies the preacher, 88
Here lies Will Smith, 79
Hermit hoar, in solemn cell, 77
How doth the little crocodile, 179
'How pleasant to know Mr Lear', 168
Huge commentators grace my learned shelves, 64
I am become a frightful Bloody murtherer, 365
I am his Highness' dog at Kew, 62
I am the Dean of Christ Church, sir, 270
I come from the city of Boston, 283
I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, 49
I don't know any greatest treat, 197
I dream'd that I walk'd in Italy, 154
I had written to Aunt Maud, 328
I have no pain, dear mother, now, 228
I know not of what we ponder'd, 258
I know two things about the horse, 332
I'll tell thee everything I can, 186
I'm tired of Love: I'm still more tired of Rhyme, 313
I never rear'd a young gazelle, 232
I never saw a Purple Cow, 322
I painted her a gushing thing, 196
I pledge myself through thick and thin, 104
I put my hand upon my heart, 338
i ran onto mehitabel again, 315
I remember my mother, the day that we met, 307
I reside at Table Mountain, 216
I shot an arrow into the air, 350
I sometimes think I'd rather crow, 333
I used to be a fearful lad, 336
I used to love my garden, 267
I've poached a pickle paitricks, 269
I went to Frankfort and got drunk, 85
I wish I loved the Human Race, 301
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