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... That in such gaps as desolation work'd , There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd . The morn is up again , the dewy morn , With breath all incense , and with cheek all bloom , Laughing the clouds away ...
... That in such gaps as desolation work'd , There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd . The morn is up again , the dewy morn , With breath all incense , and with cheek all bloom , Laughing the clouds away ...
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The beating of her heart was heard to fill The pauses of her music , and her breath 170 Tumultuously accorded with those fits Of intermitted song . Sudden she rose , As if her heart impatiently endured Its bursting burthen : at the ...
The beating of her heart was heard to fill The pauses of her music , and her breath 170 Tumultuously accorded with those fits Of intermitted song . Sudden she rose , As if her heart impatiently endured Its bursting burthen : at the ...
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More , more he gaz'd : his human senses reel : Then Lamia breath'd death breath ; the sophSome hungry spell that loveliness absorbs ; 299 There was no recognition in those orbs . 260 Like a sharp spear , went through her utterly ...
More , more he gaz'd : his human senses reel : Then Lamia breath'd death breath ; the sophSome hungry spell that loveliness absorbs ; 299 There was no recognition in those orbs . 260 Like a sharp spear , went through her utterly ...
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