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Sleep , softly - breathing God ! his downy wing Was fluttering now , as quickly to
depart ; When twang'd an arrow from Love's mystic string , IMITATED FROM THE
WELSH With pathless wound it pierced him to the heart . IF , while my passion I ...
Sleep , softly - breathing God ! his downy wing Was fluttering now , as quickly to
depart ; When twang'd an arrow from Love's mystic string , IMITATED FROM THE
WELSH With pathless wound it pierced him to the heart . IF , while my passion I ...
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Sleep stays not , though a monarch bids : So I love to wake ere break of day : For
though my sleep be gone , Yet , while ' t is dark , one shuts one's lids , And still
dreams on . 66 HOME - SICK . WRITTEN IN GERMANY . name Of Gratitude !
Sleep stays not , though a monarch bids : So I love to wake ere break of day : For
though my sleep be gone , Yet , while ' t is dark , one shuts one's lids , And still
dreams on . 66 HOME - SICK . WRITTEN IN GERMANY . name Of Gratitude !
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Sole voice , when other voices sleep , Dear under - song in Clamor's hour . THE
HAPPY HUSBAND . A FRAGMENT . Ort , oft methinks , the while with Thee I
breathe , as from the heart , thy dear And dedicated name , I hear A promise and
a ...
Sole voice , when other voices sleep , Dear under - song in Clamor's hour . THE
HAPPY HUSBAND . A FRAGMENT . Ort , oft methinks , the while with Thee I
breathe , as from the heart , thy dear And dedicated name , I hear A promise and
a ...
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Many a Nightingale perch'd giddily So gazed I , till the soothing things , I dreamt ,
On blossomy twig still swinging from the breeze , Lull'd me to sleep , and sleep
prolong'd my dreams And to that motion tune his wanton song And so I brooded ...
Many a Nightingale perch'd giddily So gazed I , till the soothing things , I dreamt ,
On blossomy twig still swinging from the breeze , Lull'd me to sleep , and sleep
prolong'd my dreams And to that motion tune his wanton song And so I brooded ...
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T is midnight , but small thoughts have I of sleep : And thence flows all that
charms or ear or sight , Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep ! All melodies
the echoes of that voice , Visit her , gentle Sleep ! with wings of healing , All
colors a ...
T is midnight , but small thoughts have I of sleep : And thence flows all that
charms or ear or sight , Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep ! All melodies
the echoes of that voice , Visit her , gentle Sleep ! with wings of healing , All
colors a ...
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