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Was I right , or was I not .. 311 The dying Speech of Faliero . 312 To Autumn 314 Venice ... 316 My Sister's Grave 316 Address to the Deity .. 318 YOUNG LADY'S BOOK OF POETRY . EXTRACT FROM COMUS . xiv CONTENTS .
Was I right , or was I not .. 311 The dying Speech of Faliero . 312 To Autumn 314 Venice ... 316 My Sister's Grave 316 Address to the Deity .. 318 YOUNG LADY'S BOOK OF POETRY . EXTRACT FROM COMUS . xiv CONTENTS .
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... grave reality : Thou art to me but as a wave Of the wild sea :. and I would have Some claim upon thee , if I could , Though but of common neighbourhood . What joy to hear thee , and to see ! Thy elder brother I would be , Thy father ...
... grave reality : Thou art to me but as a wave Of the wild sea :. and I would have Some claim upon thee , if I could , Though but of common neighbourhood . What joy to hear thee , and to see ! Thy elder brother I would be , Thy father ...
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... grave ; " In the belfry's crevices the dove Her young brood nurseth well , Whilst thou , lone flower , dost shed above A sweet decaying smell . In the season of the tulip cup , When blossoms clothe the trees , How sweet to throw the ...
... grave ; " In the belfry's crevices the dove Her young brood nurseth well , Whilst thou , lone flower , dost shed above A sweet decaying smell . In the season of the tulip cup , When blossoms clothe the trees , How sweet to throw the ...
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Some hearts will pine , and some will weep , And many in their graves will sleep , And every eye shall sorrow steep , Ere we meet here again ! A thought like this will often swell In gloom , upon each gladdening spell , And thrill me ...
Some hearts will pine , and some will weep , And many in their graves will sleep , And every eye shall sorrow steep , Ere we meet here again ! A thought like this will often swell In gloom , upon each gladdening spell , And thrill me ...
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... grave be sent In sleep thus mutely eloquent ; Or , art thou , what thy form would seem , The phantom of a blessed dream ? A human shape I feel thou art , I feel it at my beating heart , Those tremors both of soul and sense Awoke by ...
... grave be sent In sleep thus mutely eloquent ; Or , art thou , what thy form would seem , The phantom of a blessed dream ? A human shape I feel thou art , I feel it at my beating heart , Those tremors both of soul and sense Awoke by ...
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