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" It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out" of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Where... "
The Lady's Magazine and Museum of the Belles-lettres, Fine Arts, Music ... - الصفحة 14
1832
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...to sustain, And look to thee with undivided breast, And foil the ingenuity of Pain. . »• • VI. It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was...drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whatever I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers,...

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...lent nie vigour to sustain, And look to thee with undivided breast, And foil the ingenuity of pain. ' It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was...inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Where I did lay me down within the shade, Of waving...

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...? Because I loved what not to love, and see, Was more or less than mortal, and than inc. It is not marvel— from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whatever I saw on earth . Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowcro....

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...sustain. And look to thee with undivided breast, And full the ingenuity of Pain. vr. It is not marveT — from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whatc'er 1 saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate 1 made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flower*,...

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...interest. '• It i> no marvel— from my very birth Mj «ml was drunk with love — which did perrade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Hob, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Wirre I did lay...

The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Prisoner of Chillon. Manfred ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...lent me vigour to sustain, And look to thee with undivided breast, And foil the ingenuity of Pain. VI. It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was...inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Where I did lay me down within the shade Of waving...

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...commiseration are blended with a sustaining and elevating sense of the grandeur and majesty of his character. " It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was...inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise. Where I did lay me down within the shade Of waving...

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...lent me vigour to sustain, And look to thee with undivided breast, And foil the ingenuity of Pain. VI. It is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was...inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Where I did lay me down within the shade Of waving...

Bath, a satirical novel

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...passage, *at down perfectly satisfied with himself. It is no marre! : from my yery birth My soul-was drank with love, which did pervade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made - > • I Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And- rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, Where...




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