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50 VII I feel almost at times as I have felt In happy childhood ; trees , and flowers , and brooks , Which do remember me of where I dwelt Ere my young mind was sacrificed to books , Come as of yore upon me , and can melt My heart with ...
50 VII I feel almost at times as I have felt In happy childhood ; trees , and flowers , and brooks , Which do remember me of where I dwelt Ere my young mind was sacrificed to books , Come as of yore upon me , and can melt My heart with ...
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... And he should sorrow o'er my state And marvel what possessed my brain ; And I perceived no touch of change , No hint of death in all his frame , But found him all in all the same , I should not feel it to be strange .
... And he should sorrow o'er my state And marvel what possessed my brain ; And I perceived no touch of change , No hint of death in all his frame , But found him all in all the same , I should not feel it to be strange .
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Is it to feel our strength - Not our bloom only , but our strength - decay ? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer , every function less exact , Each nerve more loosely strung ? 10 Yes , this , and more ; but not Ah , ' tis not what in ...
Is it to feel our strength - Not our bloom only , but our strength - decay ? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer , every function less exact , Each nerve more loosely strung ? 10 Yes , this , and more ; but not Ah , ' tis not what in ...
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angels arms bear beauty breath bring cause cloud dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fall father fear feel field fire flowers force gentle give grace green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hell holy hope hour King Lady leave less light live look Lord lost mind move nature never night o'er once pain passed rest round seemed sense side sight sing sleep song soon soul sound spirit stand stars stood strength sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Till tree turned unto voice wind wings woods