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I. The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats through unseen among us, — visiting This various world with as inconstant As summer winds that creep from flower to flower,--Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower, It visits…

MY faint spirit was sitting in the light Of thy looks, my love; It panted for thee like the hind at noon For the brooks, my love.

I. The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark—now glittering--now reflecting gloom--

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I. The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie, Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries, From the broad moonlight of the sky

Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep Are brackish with the salt of human tears! Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and

ST IT: O thou, who plumed with strong Wouldst float above the earth, beware!