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...around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath. jT » 5. Oh could I feel as I have felt, — or be what...been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many a vanished scene : As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish though they be, So midst the.wither'd...

...green and wildly fresh without, hut worn and grey beneath. Oh could I feel as I have felt, — or he what I have been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many a vanished scene : As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish tho' they be, So midst the wither'd...

...as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath. 5. Oh could I feel as I have felt, — or...been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many a vanished scene ! As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish though they be, So midst the...

...poetry, especially by Lord Byron himself, than this very one of a fountain in the midst of the desert — As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish though they be ; So, midst the withered waste of life, those tears would flow to me. How is it that caravans add poetry to the desert...

...the spring of the gentle affections flows no longer : apathy and despair are all that I can expect. Oh ! could I feel as I have felt, or be what I have been, Orweep as I could once have wept o'er many a vanish'd scene ; As springs, in deserts found, seem sweet,...

...o'er many a vanish 'd scene: [though they he, As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all hrackish So midst the wither'd waste of life, those tears would flow to me. STANZAS FOR MUSIC, THERE he none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the...

...ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, Allgreen and wildly fresh without, butwornandgray beneath. Oh could I feel as I have felt, — or be what I have been, Or weepas I could once have wept, o'er many a vauish'd scene : As springs in deserts found seem sweet,...

...ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreathe, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and gray beneath. Oh could I feel as I have felt,— or be what I have...be,— So, midst the wither'd waste of life, those tear* would flow to me. FARE THEE WELL. Alas! they had been friends In yontb; But whispering tongnee...

...worn and gray heneath. Oh conld I feel as I have felt, — or he what I have heen, Or weep, as I conld once have wept, o'er many a vanish'd scene : As springs, in deserts fonnd, seem sweet — all hrackish thongh they he, — So, midst the wither'd waste of life, those...