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... lute 21 Wild strains to which , spell - bound , the nightingales listen'd ; The wondering spirits of heaven were mute , And tears ' mong the dewdrops of morning oft glisten'd . In this little dome , all those melodies strange , Soft ...
... lute 21 Wild strains to which , spell - bound , the nightingales listen'd ; The wondering spirits of heaven were mute , And tears ' mong the dewdrops of morning oft glisten'd . In this little dome , all those melodies strange , Soft ...
Page 80
... lute is here , softly entreat My soul to keep in its resolved course . ' Is " " Hereat Peona , in their silver source Shut her pure sorrow drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A lively prelude ...
... lute is here , softly entreat My soul to keep in its resolved course . ' Is " " Hereat Peona , in their silver source Shut her pure sorrow drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A lively prelude ...
Page 81
... lute aside , And earnestly said : “ Brother , ' tis vain to hide That thou dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ...
... lute aside , And earnestly said : “ Brother , ' tis vain to hide That thou dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ...
Page 89
... mail , The earth its dower of river , wood , and vale , The meadows runnels , runnels pebble - stones , The seed its harvest , or the lute its tones , 840 Tones ravishment , or ravishment its sweet , If human BOOK I 89.
... mail , The earth its dower of river , wood , and vale , The meadows runnels , runnels pebble - stones , The seed its harvest , or the lute its tones , 840 Tones ravishment , or ravishment its sweet , If human BOOK I 89.
Page 98
... lute , When mad Eurydice is listening to ' t , I'd rather stand upon this misty peak , With not a thing to sigh for , or to seek , But the soft shadow of my thrice - seen love , Than be I care not what . O meekest dove Of heaven ! O ...
... lute , When mad Eurydice is listening to ' t , I'd rather stand upon this misty peak , With not a thing to sigh for , or to seek , But the soft shadow of my thrice - seen love , Than be I care not what . O meekest dove Of heaven ! O ...
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