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...hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, ^ But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light- winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,...

...I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : thy happiness, That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,...

...hemlock I bad drunk. Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Letbe-wards had sunk. 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beeches green,...

...fret" of life, when the joyous notes of the Nightingale fall upon his ear. He thus addresses it : — " 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trces, In some melodious plot Of bcechen grove...

...past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. *T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beeches green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O for a draught of...

...drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk ; 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,...

...had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,— That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, 0 for a draught of vintage, that hath...

...had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beeches green,...