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...understand, That in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...your departing voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,—if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human...

...understand, That in such gaps as desolation worked, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein larked. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like...

...beautiful. In canto third of Childe Harold he exclaims — " Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightning ! ye ! With night, and clouds and thunder, and a soul...feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful," — ...

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