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... voice , and ask What hand hath brought thee to this low estate , Who , worse than all , hath loaded thee with chains , So that , unveiled and with dishevelled hair , Thou sittest on the ground disconsolate , Hiding thy weeping face ...
... voice , and ask What hand hath brought thee to this low estate , Who , worse than all , hath loaded thee with chains , So that , unveiled and with dishevelled hair , Thou sittest on the ground disconsolate , Hiding thy weeping face ...
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... voices , and the bugle - note ; Sure they are fighting for a noble cause ! Yes , one faint hope remains - I see - I see The fluttering of banners in the breeze ; I hear the tramp of horses and of men , The roar of cannon , and , like ...
... voices , and the bugle - note ; Sure they are fighting for a noble cause ! Yes , one faint hope remains - I see - I see The fluttering of banners in the breeze ; I hear the tramp of horses and of men , The roar of cannon , and , like ...
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... . Zeno's fane- Still in the desert solitudes wilt voice The sleepless tedium of the infinite . GIOSUÉ CARDUCCI . Tr . M. W. Arms . MANTUA MANTUA ABOVE in beauteous Italy lies a lake At 26 THROUGH ITALY WITH THE POETS.
... . Zeno's fane- Still in the desert solitudes wilt voice The sleepless tedium of the infinite . GIOSUÉ CARDUCCI . Tr . M. W. Arms . MANTUA MANTUA ABOVE in beauteous Italy lies a lake At 26 THROUGH ITALY WITH THE POETS.
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... voices down the enchanted woods Steal , and compose the oar - forgotten floods ; Thy lake , that , streaked or dappled , blue or gray , Mid smoking woods gleams hid from morning's ray Slow - travelling down the western hills , to enfold ...
... voices down the enchanted woods Steal , and compose the oar - forgotten floods ; Thy lake , that , streaked or dappled , blue or gray , Mid smoking woods gleams hid from morning's ray Slow - travelling down the western hills , to enfold ...
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... voice says " My mother " again to me . What ! You think Guido forgot ? Are souls straight so happy that , dizzy with Heaven , They drop earth's affections , conceive not of woe ? I think not . Themselves were too lately forgiven Through ...
... voice says " My mother " again to me . What ! You think Guido forgot ? Are souls straight so happy that , dizzy with Heaven , They drop earth's affections , conceive not of woe ? I think not . Themselves were too lately forgiven Through ...
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Alban hills Apennine arch ARTHUR SYMONS beauty behold beneath blue breath bright brow cloud crown dark dead death deep divine doth dream earth eternal eyes face fair feet flame Florence flowers gaze GIOSUÉ CARDUCCI gleam gloom glory glow grass grave green hath heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills holy hour Italy JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS kiss lake land light look LORD LORD BYRON marble mighty mist mountain murmur night o'er Olger OSCAR WILDE palace pass PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY purple rise Robert Haven Schauffler Rome rose round ruin shade shadows shore shrine SILAS WEIR MITCHELL silent sing Sirmio skies sleep smiles soft song soul stand stars stone stood stream streets sweet thee thine things thou thought throng Tiber tomb tower town twilight unto Venice vines walls wandered waves wild wind