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Take the wings Of morning , and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the
continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon , and hears no sound , Save his own
dashings ; yet— the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes , since first ...
Take the wings Of morning , and the Barcan desert pierce ; Or lose thyself in the
continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon , and hears no sound , Save his own
dashings ; yet— the dead are there ; And millions in those solitudes , since first ...
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The same to thee , doomed bird , Silence or sound . For thee there is no sound ,
No silence.- Near thee stands the shadow , Death ; And now he slowly draws his
sable veil Over thine eyes ; thy senses softly lulls Into unconscious slumbers .
The same to thee , doomed bird , Silence or sound . For thee there is no sound ,
No silence.- Near thee stands the shadow , Death ; And now he slowly draws his
sable veil Over thine eyes ; thy senses softly lulls Into unconscious slumbers .
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I dreamed not of these sights or sounds . Then just Beyond the brook there lay a
narrow strip , Like a rich riband , of enamelled meadow , Girt by a pretty precipice
, whose top Was crowned with rose - bay . Half - way down there stood Sylphlike
...
I dreamed not of these sights or sounds . Then just Beyond the brook there lay a
narrow strip , Like a rich riband , of enamelled meadow , Girt by a pretty precipice
, whose top Was crowned with rose - bay . Half - way down there stood Sylphlike
...
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There had been a murmuring sound , With which the babe would claim its
mother's ear , Charming her even to tears . The spoiler set The seal of silence .
But there beamed a smile So fixed and holy from that cherub browDeath gazed ,
and left ...
There had been a murmuring sound , With which the babe would claim its
mother's ear , Charming her even to tears . The spoiler set The seal of silence .
But there beamed a smile So fixed and holy from that cherub browDeath gazed ,
and left ...
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Hark ! how it sweeps away , Soaring and dying on the silent sky , As if some
sprite of sound went wandering by , With lone halloo and roundelay . V. Swell ,
swell in glory out ! Thy tones come pouring on my leaping heart , And my stirred
spirit ...
Hark ! how it sweeps away , Soaring and dying on the silent sky , As if some
sprite of sound went wandering by , With lone halloo and roundelay . V. Swell ,
swell in glory out ! Thy tones come pouring on my leaping heart , And my stirred
spirit ...
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| Título | The Poets of America: Illustrated by One of Her Painters... |
| Editor | John Keese |
| Ilustrado por | John Gadsby Chapman |
| Editor | C. Tilt, 1840 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad Estatal de Ohio |
| Digitalizado | 4 Ago. 2014 |
| ISBN | 0608416118, 9780608416113 |
| Largo | 284 páginas |
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