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...warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore. Lay of the Last Minstrel, Canto IV. SIR w. SCOTT. Is it not better, then, to be alone. And love Earth...sake ? By the blue rushing of the arrowy Rhone Or the pun, bosom of its nursing lake . . . ? Childe Harold, Canto III. LORD BYRON. You leave us ; you will...

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