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... field's dreadful array Far , far , I had roam'd on a desolate track : ' Twas Autumn , —and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers , that welcomed me back . I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning ...
... field's dreadful array Far , far , I had roam'd on a desolate track : ' Twas Autumn , —and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers , that welcomed me back . I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning ...
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... fields lived on . Too rare , too rare , grow now my visits here , But once I knew each field , each flower , each stick ; And with the country - folk acquaintance made By barn in threshing - time , by new - built rick . Here , too , our ...
... fields lived on . Too rare , too rare , grow now my visits here , But once I knew each field , each flower , each stick ; And with the country - folk acquaintance made By barn in threshing - time , by new - built rick . Here , too , our ...
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... fields ! yet will I not despair . Despair I will not , while I yet descry ' Neath the mild canopy of English air That lonely tree against the western sky . Still , still these slopes , ' tis clear , Our Gipsy - Scholar haunts ...
... fields ! yet will I not despair . Despair I will not , while I yet descry ' Neath the mild canopy of English air That lonely tree against the western sky . Still , still these slopes , ' tis clear , Our Gipsy - Scholar haunts ...
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Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne beauty beneath birds breast breath bright brow clouds cold Danny Deever dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers George Gordon Byron glory Golden Treasury green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill John Keats kiss Lady Lady of Shalott leaves light lips live look look'd Love's lover moon morn ne'er never night o'er once pale Percy Bysshe Shelley poems poetry poets Robert Browning rose round seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Campion thou art thought thro tree Twas voice waves weep wild William Butler Yeats William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings Yarrow youth