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In the wood
Bare & Waste
Cant of tyranny
The sky in the river
Lone spots
Winter and a fireside
Gardeners Bonny daughter
Colours of Autumn
My last shilling
The matted shades
Silent birds
Those distant hills
In safe assurance
All to brown
The Tramp
Self interest
At the kitchen fire
The beginning ‘o Love
Woodcutters night song
Come maiden sad
Granduers grove
Desolations hand
Neglect
The boys playground
Garden boys
The thorns
The ancient stone
In the wood
Dreary November
Ripe as harvest
Wild & drear
A warmer day
Birds hop
A boundless love
The slumbering weather
Painted wings
Peaceful windings
Adieu
Sweet brook
Roams the woodlands
One eternal green
Hovel
Pleasure unawares
Hopes golden rays
A young Rosie
Late swallows
Autumn Robin
The Wild Deer
Exquisite delight
Light in golden
Dark days
Waking like spirits
Universal Death
Oer the heath
Alehouses
Mist like moister
Heath & Plain
A heavy wet
Old green lane
The river sweeping
Living death
Pearls by the morning
Full & brimming
Gold unto gold
Silence sitteth now
Familiar fondness
Flattery findeth friends
October
Sudden
Croaking joy
Wi’ rattling sound
Plash of quiet kine
The narrow lane
Fairy bowers
Of moles… and the Enclosures
Autumn
O love is but a butterfly
Ruin of the past
Ten thousand shapes
Little trotty wagtail
A mighty spell
The rivers edge
The wilderd dell
Autumns come
Sweet witchingly woman
Dangerful rascals
Womans love
Of gipsey liberty
A sparrows life