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Birds are darting through the air , Singing , building without rest ; There is silence
: the dead leaves Fall and rustle and are still ; Beats no flail upon the sheaves ,
Comes no murmur from the mill . April 9 , 1874 . As one who long hath fled with ...
Birds are darting through the air , Singing , building without rest ; There is silence
: the dead leaves Fall and rustle and are still ; Beats no flail upon the sheaves ,
Comes no murmur from the mill . April 9 , 1874 . As one who long hath fled with ...
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951 OFT I remember those whom I have known In other days , to whom my heart
was led As by a magnet , and who are not dead , But absent , and their memories
overgrown With other thoughts and troubles of my own , As graves with grasses ...
951 OFT I remember those whom I have known In other days , to whom my heart
was led As by a magnet , and who are not dead , But absent , and their memories
overgrown With other thoughts and troubles of my own , As graves with grasses ...
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The joy of life , to give up all her days To sorrow for the dead . While I am true To
the remembrance of the man I loved And mourn for still , I do not make a show Of
all the grief I feel , nor live secluded And , like Veronica da Gámbara , Drape my ...
The joy of life , to give up all her days To sorrow for the dead . While I am true To
the remembrance of the man I loved And mourn for still , I do not make a show Of
all the grief I feel , nor live secluded And , like Veronica da Gámbara , Drape my ...
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... Keeps a tame lion ! VITTORIA . And so counterfeits St. Mark , the Evangelist !
JULIA . You forget The horror of that night , when Barbarossa , The Moorish
corsair , landed on our coast To seize me for the Sultan Soliman ; How in the
dead of ...
... Keeps a tame lion ! VITTORIA . And so counterfeits St. Mark , the Evangelist !
JULIA . You forget The horror of that night , when Barbarossa , The Moorish
corsair , landed on our coast To seize me for the Sultan Soliman ; How in the
dead of ...
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The dead to judgment ! Ye recording angels , Open your books and read ! Ye
dead , awake ! Rise from your graves , drowsy and drugged with death , As men
who suddenly aroused from sleep Look round amazed , and know not where
they ...
The dead to judgment ! Ye recording angels , Open your books and read ! Ye
dead , awake ! Rise from your graves , drowsy and drugged with death , As men
who suddenly aroused from sleep Look round amazed , and know not where
they ...
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