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Voice of the SECOND SPIRIT Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains ; 60 They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks ... I am the spirit of the place , Could make the mountain bow And quiver to his cavern'd base - And what with me ...
Voice of the SECOND SPIRIT Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains ; 60 They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks ... I am the spirit of the place , Could make the mountain bow And quiver to his cavern'd base - And what with me ...
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Mountains , and caves , and winds , and yon Prometheus . Obscurely through my brain , wide air , like shadows dim , And the inarticulate people of the dead , Sweep awful thoughts , rapid and thick . I feel Preserve , a treasured spell .
Mountains , and caves , and winds , and yon Prometheus . Obscurely through my brain , wide air , like shadows dim , And the inarticulate people of the dead , Sweep awful thoughts , rapid and thick . I feel Preserve , a treasured spell .
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The Moon The Moon The snow upon my lifeless mountains Brother mine , calm wanderer , Is loosened into living fountains , Happy globe of land and air , My solid oceans flow , and sing , and shine : Some Spirit is darted like a beam from ...
The Moon The Moon The snow upon my lifeless mountains Brother mine , calm wanderer , Is loosened into living fountains , Happy globe of land and air , My solid oceans flow , and sing , and shine : Some Spirit is darted like a beam from ...
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