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...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him...

...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a tune, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft...

...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit- tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves...

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...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

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...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft...