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Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves ? Echo : Leaves . And are there any leaves that still abide ? Echo : Bide . What leaves are they ? impart the matter wholly . Echo : Holy . Are holy leaves the Echo , then , of bliss ?
Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves ? Echo : Leaves . And are there any leaves that still abide ? Echo : Bide . What leaves are they ? impart the matter wholly . Echo : Holy . Are holy leaves the Echo , then , of bliss ?
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5 Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep , autumnal tone , Sweet though in sadness . Be thou , Spirit fierce , My spirit !
5 Make me thy lyre , even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep , autumnal tone , Sweet though in sadness . Be thou , Spirit fierce , My spirit !
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And Pan by noon and Bacchus by night , Fleeter of foot than the fleet - foot kid , Follows with dancing and fills with delight The Mænad and the Bassarid ; And soft as lips that laugh and hide The laughing leaves of the trees divide ...
And Pan by noon and Bacchus by night , Fleeter of foot than the fleet - foot kid , Follows with dancing and fills with delight The Mænad and the Bassarid ; And soft as lips that laugh and hide The laughing leaves of the trees divide ...
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EARLY BALLADS | 25 |
66 | 28 |
EARLY SONGS | 60 |
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