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...shapes of sky or plain Î What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen , prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons,...Which on thy cradle beam'd so brightly sweet, Were g moríais dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal etream ? We look before and afler, And...

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...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never...satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream...

...wings to fly away, And mix with their eternal ray. . {Byron.) . Waking or asleep, Thou of elm! ¡i must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream , Or how could thy notes flow in such crystal stream ? (Percy Bysshc Shelley.) Rememberest thou the hour we past, That hour the happiest...

...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou fcvest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true...

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