Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny: Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand forth... Hyperion and Kavanagh - Page 112by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 417 pagesFull view
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George Saintsbury - Literary Criticism - 2005 - 488 pages
...light. Which who in death would live to see Must learn in life lo die like thee. " " Whoe'er she lie, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me ; " Where'er she lie, Lock'd up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny ; " Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand...