...keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou tovest ; but ne'er love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream i We look belbre and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovesl ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Tbou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after. And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...As when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. With thy clear keen joyance, Languor cannot be, Shadow of annoyance, Never came near thee: Thou lovest, and ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures...

...or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain Î What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow...death must deem Things more true and deep Than we moríais dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal etream ? We look before and afler, And...

...waves, or mountains, What shapes of skv or plain, What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain ! Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem, Things...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ! We look before and after And pine for what is not, Our sincerest laughter, With some pain is fraught...

...or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain 1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ! We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught:...

...of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyanee Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sineerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...clear keen joyance Languor cannot he : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovcst ; hut ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look hefore and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught...

...or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow...satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream...

...wings to fly away, And mix with their eternal ray. . {Byron.) . Waking or asleep, Thou of elm! ¡i must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream , Or how could thy notes flow in such crystal stream ? (Percy Bysshc Shelley.) Rememberest thou the hour we past, That hour the happiest...