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... thine own words . Man . 159 Why say ye so ? Spirit . If , as thou say'st , thine essence be as ours , We have replied in telling thee , the thing Mortals call death hath nought to do with us . Man . I then have call'd ye from your ...
... thine own words . Man . 159 Why say ye so ? Spirit . If , as thou say'st , thine essence be as ours , We have replied in telling thee , the thing Mortals call death hath nought to do with us . Man . I then have call'd ye from your ...
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... thine art 240 Which pass'd for human thine own heart ; By thy delight in others ' pain , And by thy brotherhood of Cain , I call upon thee ! and compel Thyself to be thy proper Hell ! 250 SCENE II The Mountain of the Jungfrau ...
... thine art 240 Which pass'd for human thine own heart ; By thy delight in others ' pain , And by thy brotherhood of Cain , I call upon thee ! and compel Thyself to be thy proper Hell ! 250 SCENE II The Mountain of the Jungfrau ...
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... thine own fairest shadow imaged there ? Asia . Thine eyes are like the deep , blue , boundless heaven Contracted to two circles underneath Their long , fine lashes ; dark , far , measureless , Orb within orb , and line through line in ...
... thine own fairest shadow imaged there ? Asia . Thine eyes are like the deep , blue , boundless heaven Contracted to two circles underneath Their long , fine lashes ; dark , far , measureless , Orb within orb , and line through line in ...
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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 17701850 | 1 |
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Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey | 24 |
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