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...thought, remorse :— -Be holy, Earth ! I am the solemn Night ! THE STORM-PAINTER IN HIS DUNGEON.* " Where of ye, O tempests, is the goal ? Are ye like those that shake the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest 7" Ckildt Harold....

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...thought, remorse : — Be holy, Earth ! I am the solemn Night ! THE STORM-PAINTER IN HIS DUNGEON.* " Where of ye, O tempests, is the goal ? Are ye like those that shake the human breast 1 Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nestl" Childe Harold....

...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVI. 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...

...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...in me is sleepless — if I rest. But where, of ye, 0 tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like...

...desolation worked, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurked. Sky, mountains, rivers, windi. lake, lightnings ! ye! With night, and clouds, and...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal 1 Are ye like those within the human breast 1 Or do ye find, at length, like...