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... pain ; And then she went away . So in the churchyard she was laid ; And all the summer dry , Together round her grave we play'd , My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow , And I could run and slide , My brother ...
... pain ; And then she went away . So in the churchyard she was laid ; And all the summer dry , Together round her grave we play'd , My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow , And I could run and slide , My brother ...
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... pain might be thy guest , Lord of thy house and hospitality ; And grief , uneasy lover ! never rest But when she sate within the touch of thee . Oh ! too industrious folly ! Oh ! vain and causeless melancholy ! Nature will either end ...
... pain might be thy guest , Lord of thy house and hospitality ; And grief , uneasy lover ! never rest But when she sate within the touch of thee . Oh ! too industrious folly ! Oh ! vain and causeless melancholy ! Nature will either end ...
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... pain and fear , -until we recognize A grandeur in the beatings of the heart . Nor was this fellowship vouchsafed to me With stinted kindness . In November days , When vapours , rolling down the valleys , made A lonely scene more ...
... pain and fear , -until we recognize A grandeur in the beatings of the heart . Nor was this fellowship vouchsafed to me With stinted kindness . In November days , When vapours , rolling down the valleys , made A lonely scene more ...
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... pain ; For then , even then , the little heart would beat At times , while young Content forsook her seat , And wild Impatience , pointing upward , show'd , Where , tipp'd with gold , the mountain summits glow'd . Alas ! the idle tale ...
... pain ; For then , even then , the little heart would beat At times , while young Content forsook her seat , And wild Impatience , pointing upward , show'd , Where , tipp'd with gold , the mountain summits glow'd . Alas ! the idle tale ...
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... painful crag , surmounts the cliff . -Before those hermit doors , that never know The face of traveller passing to and fro , No peasant leans upon his pole , to tell For whom at morning toll'd the funeral bell ; Their watch - dog ne'er ...
... painful crag , surmounts the cliff . -Before those hermit doors , that never know The face of traveller passing to and fro , No peasant leans upon his pole , to tell For whom at morning toll'd the funeral bell ; Their watch - dog ne'er ...
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art thou beauty behold beneath Betty Betty Foy Binnorie bird BLACK COMB bower breath bright BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk calm cheerful child clouds cottage dark dead dear deep delight doth dwell earth Ennerdale face fair fear feel fields flowers gentle glad Grasmere grave green happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human Idiot Boy Johnny Kilve Laodamia light live lofty lonely look look'd Martha Ray mind moon morning mother mountain murmur Nature never night o'er pain pass'd peace pleasure poor Protesilaus rill Rob Roy rocks round Rylstone seem'd shade shepherd side sight silent sing Skiddaw sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars stone stood stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought trees turn'd Twas Twill vale vex'd voice wandering wild wind woods Yarrow youth