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... thou , Spirit of Delight ! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night ? Many a weary night and day ' Tis since thou art fled away . How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff ...
... thou , Spirit of Delight ! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night ? Many a weary night and day ' Tis since thou art fled away . How shall ever one like me Win thee back again ? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff ...
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... Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death ; and lo , thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made . Thou wilt not leave us in the dust ; Thou madest man , he knows not why , He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast ...
... Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death ; and lo , thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made . Thou wilt not leave us in the dust ; Thou madest man , he knows not why , He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast ...
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Limited to the Chief Poets Louis Untermeyer. Ah ! must Thou char the wood ere Thou canst limn with it ? My freshness spent its wavering shower i ' the dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount , Wherein tear - drippings stagnate ...
Limited to the Chief Poets Louis Untermeyer. Ah ! must Thou char the wood ere Thou canst limn with it ? My freshness spent its wavering shower i ' the dust ; And now my heart is as a broken fount , Wherein tear - drippings stagnate ...
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OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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