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Page 1249
... breath can make them , as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry , their country's pride , When once destroyed , can never be supplied . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintained its man ...
... breath can make them , as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry , their country's pride , When once destroyed , can never be supplied . A time there was , ere England's griefs began , When every rood of ground maintained its man ...
Page 1277
... breath divine , Where , one by one , the living eyes of heaven Awake , quick kindling o'er the face of ether One boundless blaze ; ten thousand trembling fires , And dancing lustres , where the unsteady eye , Restless and dazzled ...
... breath divine , Where , one by one , the living eyes of heaven Awake , quick kindling o'er the face of ether One boundless blaze ; ten thousand trembling fires , And dancing lustres , where the unsteady eye , Restless and dazzled ...
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... breath to forms which can outlive all flesh . I would recall a vision which I dreamed Perchance in sleep - for in itself a thought , A slumbering thought , is capable of years , And curdles a long life into one hour . I saw two beings ...
... breath to forms which can outlive all flesh . I would recall a vision which I dreamed Perchance in sleep - for in itself a thought , A slumbering thought , is capable of years , And curdles a long life into one hour . I saw two beings ...
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