...— " — — — Hark ! the rushing snow t The sun-awakened avalanche ! whose mage, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake,...great truth Is loosened, and the nations echo round, Shakened to their roots, as do the mountains now." And they may reason till they bewilder the weak,...

...the rushing snow ! The sun-awakcn'd avalanche! whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gather'd there Flake after flake, in heaven-defying minds As...thought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosen'd, and the nations echo round. Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. РАЯТНЕД....

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...rushing snow! The sun-awaken'd avalanche ! whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gather'd then Flake after flake, in Heaven-defying minds As thought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosen'd, and the nations echo round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. FANTHEA. Look...

...Awful as silenee. Hark ! the rushing snow ! The sun-awakened avalanche ! whose mass, Thriee sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake,...loosened, and the nations echo round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. PANTHEA. Look how the gusty sea of mist is breaking In crimson foam,...

...Awful as silenee. Hark ! the rushing snow ! The sun-awakened avalanehe ! whose mass, Thriee sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake,...till some great truth Is loosened, and the nations eeho round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. Look how the gusty sea of mist is breaking...

...Awful ая silence. Hark ! the rushing snow ! The sun-awakened avalanche ! whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake,...thought by thought is piled, till some great truth 1з loosened, and the nations echo round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. PANTHEA....

...like pride (70) " Hark ! the rushing snow ! The sun-awakened avalanche ! whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake,...great truth Is loosened, and the nations echo round, 82 r Though Chatterton and Keats have died, Who might have been, but would not be, More than the first...

...instance of this, we have in the same poem, where he speaks of the avalanche : - whose mass, Thrice sifted by the Storm, had gathered there, Flake after flake — in heaven-defying minds, At bought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosened, and tbc nations echo round, Shaken...

...inBtance of this, we have in the same poem, where he speaks of the avalanche : - whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gathered there, Flake after flake — in heaven-defying minds, At bought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosened, and the nations echo round, Shaken...