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And if he could , in Merlin's glass , have seen wise , than aware of the intellectual
homage of By whom his tomes to speak our tongue were taught , which he was
the object ; yet there he sate , talkThe old man would have been as pleased ( I ...
And if he could , in Merlin's glass , have seen wise , than aware of the intellectual
homage of By whom his tomes to speak our tongue were taught , which he was
the object ; yet there he sate , talkThe old man would have been as pleased ( I ...
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Speak ! from thy storm - black Heaven , O speak aloud III . And on the darkling foe
I mark'd Ambition in his war - array ! Open thine eye of fire from some uncertain
cloud ! I heard the mailed Monarch's troublous cry O dart the flash ! O rise and ...
Speak ! from thy storm - black Heaven , O speak aloud III . And on the darkling foe
I mark'd Ambition in his war - array ! Open thine eye of fire from some uncertain
cloud ! I heard the mailed Monarch's troublous cry O dart the flash ! O rise and ...
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And the good south - wind still blew And every tongue , through utter behind ,
drought , But no sweet bird did follow , Was wither'd at the root ; Nor any day for
food or play We could not speak , no more than if Came to the mariner's hollo !
And the good south - wind still blew And every tongue , through utter behind ,
drought , But no sweet bird did follow , Was wither'd at the root ; Nor any day for
food or play We could not speak , no more than if Came to the mariner's hollo !
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I have only to add that the metre of the Christabel is not , properly speaking ,
irregular , though it may seem so from its ... And her voice was faint and sweet :
Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce can speak for weariness : Stretch forth thy
...
I have only to add that the metre of the Christabel is not , properly speaking ,
irregular , though it may seem so from its ... And her voice was faint and sweet :
Have pity on my sore distress , I scarce can speak for weariness : Stretch forth thy
...
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And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side , Praise we the Virgin all
divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress : Alas , alas ! said Geraldine , I
cannot speak for weariness . So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd
the ...
And Christabel devoutly cried To the lady by her side , Praise we the Virgin all
divine Who hath rescued thee from thy distress : Alas , alas ! said Geraldine , I
cannot speak for weariness . So free from danger , free from fear , They cross'd
the ...
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