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Page 28 - lines of Coleridge: A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 61 - of thunder, or sunbeams, Or when grey clouds are thy cold coverlid? Thou answerest not, for thou art dead asleep! Thy life is but two dead eternities— The last in air, the former in the deep— First with the whales, last
Page 61 - thy voice—the sea-fowls' screams! When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams? When from the sun was thy broad forehead hid? How long is't since the mighty power bid Thee heave from airy sleep, from fathom dreams? Sleep in the
Page 35 - was verdure meet For pressure of the fairies' feet. The glossy holly loved the park, The yew-tree lent its shadow dark, And many an old oak, worn and bare, With all its shiver'd boughs Was there.
Page 40 - prance; Or for Colean the route is ta'en, Beneath the moon's pale beams; There up the cove, to stray and rove Amang the rocks and streams, To sport that night.
Page 66 - But is the property of him alone Who hath beheld it, noted it with care, And in his mind recorded it with love.
Page 47 - of the tree; For it never became a gentleman A naked woman to see." He's turned himself straight round about, To look to the leaf o' the tree; She's twined her arms about his waist, And thrown him into the sea.
Page 18 - were unwilling to part with their ancient right. Demands and remonstrances were made on each side, without effect, till at last man, woman and child of both villages marched out, and by one desperate engagement put an end to