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So my friend Struck with deep joy may stand , as I have stood , Silent with swimming sense ; yea , gazing round On the wide landscape , gaze till all doth seem Less gross than bodily ; and of such hues As veil the Almighty Spirit ...
So my friend Struck with deep joy may stand , as I have stood , Silent with swimming sense ; yea , gazing round On the wide landscape , gaze till all doth seem Less gross than bodily ; and of such hues As veil the Almighty Spirit ...
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... and let her rave , And feed deep , deep upon her peerless eyes . She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die ; And Joy , whose hand is ever at his lips 15 20 Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh , Turning to.
... and let her rave , And feed deep , deep upon her peerless eyes . She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die ; And Joy , whose hand is ever at his lips 15 20 Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh , Turning to.
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Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep . Here ! creep , Wretch , under a comfort serves in a whirlwind : all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep . 10 I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark 5 I wake and feel ...
Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep . Here ! creep , Wretch , under a comfort serves in a whirlwind : all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep . 10 I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark 5 I wake and feel ...
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PART | 3 |
Sir Patrick Spens | 40 |
The Bitter Withy | 46 |
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