The Illustrated Byron |
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An English autumn , though it hath no vines , Blushing with Bacchant coronals along The paths , o'er which the far festoon entwines The red grape in the sunny lands of song , Hath yet a purchased choice of choicest wines ; The claret ...
An English autumn , though it hath no vines , Blushing with Bacchant coronals along The paths , o'er which the far festoon entwines The red grape in the sunny lands of song , Hath yet a purchased choice of choicest wines ; The claret ...
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Though thou seest me not pass by Thou shalt feel me with thine eye As a thing that , though unseen , Must be near thee , and hath been ; And when in that secret dread Thou hast turn'd around thy head , Thou shalt marvel I am not As thy ...
Though thou seest me not pass by Thou shalt feel me with thine eye As a thing that , though unseen , Must be near thee , and hath been ; And when in that secret dread Thou hast turn'd around thy head , Thou shalt marvel I am not As thy ...
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Not from one lone cloud , But every mountain now hath found a tongue , And Jura answers , through her misty shroud , Back to the joyous Alps , who call to her aloud ! XCIII . And this is in the night : -Most glorious night !
Not from one lone cloud , But every mountain now hath found a tongue , And Jura answers , through her misty shroud , Back to the joyous Alps , who call to her aloud ! XCIII . And this is in the night : -Most glorious night !
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