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... Leave me not wild and drear and comfortless , Flashed through those limbs , so late her dear delight . As silent lightning leaves the starless night ! Leave me not ! ' cried Urania : her distress 220 Roused Death : Death rose and smiled ...
... Leave me not wild and drear and comfortless , Flashed through those limbs , so late her dear delight . As silent lightning leaves the starless night ! Leave me not ! ' cried Urania : her distress 220 Roused Death : Death rose and smiled ...
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... leave them , Muse ! O leave them to their woes ; For thou art weak to sing such tumults dire : A solitary sorrow best befits Thy lips , and antheming a lonely grief . Leave them , O Muse ! for thou anon wilt find Many a fallen old ...
... leave them , Muse ! O leave them to their woes ; For thou art weak to sing such tumults dire : A solitary sorrow best befits Thy lips , and antheming a lonely grief . Leave them , O Muse ! for thou anon wilt find Many a fallen old ...
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... leave behind : Methinks my friend is richly shrined ; But I shall pass ; my work will fail . Yet in these ears , till hearing dies , One set slow bell will seem to toll The passing of the sweetest soul That ever look'd with human eyes ...
... leave behind : Methinks my friend is richly shrined ; But I shall pass ; my work will fail . Yet in these ears , till hearing dies , One set slow bell will seem to toll The passing of the sweetest soul That ever look'd with human eyes ...
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