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The random poem generator takes the first lines of nearly 3,900 poems to make a new poem. To see the full list of what's included, click here.

Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
'I saw you take his kiss!' ''Tis true.'
So where were the Indians?
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Shall we gather at the river
The Artist and his Luckless Wife
The age demanded that we sing
Griefe finde the words, for thou hast made my braine

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