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Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:

Happy the man, whose wish and careA few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air,                                In his own ground
Whose heards with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,

Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
A burden more than I can bear,     I set me down and sigh:
O life
thou art a galling load,

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O Goddess
hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into thine own soft-conched ear: Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes...

Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon,
With the old Moon in her arms ;
And I fear,
I fear,

When the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath a spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief
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One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;
And one behind the other stepp'd serene, In placid sandals, and in white robes graced;
They pass'd, like figures on a marble urn, When s...

Twas on a lofty vase's side,
Where China's gayest art had
The azure flowers that blow;
Demurest of the tabby kind,

Soul of the Poet
wheresoe'er,
Reclaimed from earth, thy genius
Her wings of immortality ;

Now Let's look for birds
The tall iron branches in the forest,
The dense fertility on the ground
The world is wet