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Thine air is the young breath of passionate Thought ; Thy trees take root in Love ; the snows above , 925 The very Glaciers have his colors caught , And Sun - set into rose - hues sees them wrought By rays which sleep there lovingly ...
Thine air is the young breath of passionate Thought ; Thy trees take root in Love ; the snows above , 925 The very Glaciers have his colors caught , And Sun - set into rose - hues sees them wrought By rays which sleep there lovingly ...
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his friends came round Supported him - no pulse , or breath they found , 310 And , in its marriage robe , the heavy body wound . July - September , 1819 . Sonnet This sonnet , probably the next to the last poem that Keats wrote ...
his friends came round Supported him - no pulse , or breath they found , 310 And , in its marriage robe , the heavy body wound . July - September , 1819 . Sonnet This sonnet , probably the next to the last poem that Keats wrote ...
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What record , or what relic of my lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumors of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , Saying , ' King ...
What record , or what relic of my lord Should be to aftertime , but empty breath And rumors of a doubt ? but were this kept , Stored in some treasure - house of mighty kings , Some one might show it at a joust of arms , Saying , ' King ...
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EARLY NINETEENTH CENTURY | 3 |
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH | 14 |
My Heart Leaps Up | 40 |
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