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...one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy...

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...Heath. Sometimes we wonder if it were here that he heard the skylark singing, as he himself sang — " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not." Sometimes we see him, on a summer's day, sauntering in Millfield Lane, with branches...

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