In Memoriam 16 I envy not in any moods
I envy not in any
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods:
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I envy not in any
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods:
498I envy Seas, whereon He rides—I envy Spokes of
Of Chariots, that Him convey—I envy Crooked
That gaze upon His journey—How easy All can
What is forbidden
Deep in th' abyss where frantic horror bides, In thickest mists of vapours fell, Where wily Serpents hissing
And the dark Demon of Revenge resides, At midnight's murky hour Thy origin began: Rapacious
CE was thy sire; Thy Dam the sullen ...