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Michael A Pastoral Poem a If from the public way you turn your steps Up the tumultuous brook of Green - head Ghyll , You will suppose that with an upright path Your feet must struggle ; in such bold ascent The pastoral mountains front ...
Michael A Pastoral Poem a If from the public way you turn your steps Up the tumultuous brook of Green - head Ghyll , You will suppose that with an upright path Your feet must struggle ; in such bold ascent The pastoral mountains front ...
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The moon was up , the Lake was shining clear Among the hoary mountains , from the Shore I push'd , and struck the oars ... It was an act of stealth And troubled pleasure ; not without the voice Of mountain - echoes did my Boat move on ...
The moon was up , the Lake was shining clear Among the hoary mountains , from the Shore I push'd , and struck the oars ... It was an act of stealth And troubled pleasure ; not without the voice Of mountain - echoes did my Boat move on ...
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Summer and Winter It was a bright and cheerful afternoon , Towards the end of the sunny month of June , When the north wind congregates in crowds The floating mountains of the silver clouds From the horizon - and the stainless sky Opens ...
Summer and Winter It was a bright and cheerful afternoon , Towards the end of the sunny month of June , When the north wind congregates in crowds The floating mountains of the silver clouds From the horizon - and the stainless sky Opens ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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