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Page 128
... deep , And bid the weltring waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out ye Crystall sphears , Once bless our human ears , XIII ( If ye have power to touch our senses so ) And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the Base ...
... deep , And bid the weltring waves their oozy channel keep . Ring out ye Crystall sphears , Once bless our human ears , XIII ( If ye have power to touch our senses so ) And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the Base ...
Page 290
... deep power of joy , We see into the life of things . If this Be but a vain belief , yet , oh ! how oft- In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable , and the fever of the world , Have ...
... deep power of joy , We see into the life of things . If this Be but a vain belief , yet , oh ! how oft- In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable , and the fever of the world , Have ...
Page 610
... deep ; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part , And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answer'd I have felt . ' No , like a child in doubt and fear : 2550 2560 2570 But that blind clamour made me ...
... deep ; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part , And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answer'd I have felt . ' No , like a child in doubt and fear : 2550 2560 2570 But that blind clamour made me ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath brest Burns Byron Camelot Chaucer cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Emelye eyes face fair fame fate fear flowers grace grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain Palamon pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise rose round Rustum Saturn seem'd seyde shal sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Sohrab song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood stream sweet swich tears Tennyson Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou art thought thro trewely twas unto up-on voice weep whan whyl whyt wind wolde words wyde youth