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How sweet his music ! on my life , There's more of wisdom in it . 10 “ You look round on your Mother Earth , As if she for no purpose bore you ; As if you were her first - born birth , And none had lived before you !
How sweet his music ! on my life , There's more of wisdom in it . 10 “ You look round on your Mother Earth , As if she for no purpose bore you ; As if you were her first - born birth , And none had lived before you !
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Will take from both a deep , autumnal tone , Sweet though in sadness . Be thou , Spirit fierce , My spirit ! be thou me , impetuous one ! FROM Prometheus Unbound End of the Last Act Prometheus Unbound is Shelley's lyric drama on the ...
Will take from both a deep , autumnal tone , Sweet though in sadness . Be thou , Spirit fierce , My spirit ! be thou me , impetuous one ! FROM Prometheus Unbound End of the Last Act Prometheus Unbound is Shelley's lyric drama on the ...
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At a touch sweet Pleasure meitetn Like to bubbles when rain pel cetn . Let , then , winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : 80 Dulcet - eyed as Ceres ' daughter Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide ...
At a touch sweet Pleasure meitetn Like to bubbles when rain pel cetn . Let , then , winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : 80 Dulcet - eyed as Ceres ' daughter Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide ...
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EARLY NINETEENTH CENTURY | 3 |
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH | 14 |
My Heart Leaps Up | 40 |
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