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...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!...Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departed voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,—if I rest. 1 But where of ye, oh tempests!...

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...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unkrown " " Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye,...a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Tilings that have made me watchful : — the far roll Of your departing voices is the knoll Of what...

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...loud hill shakes with its mountain mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth. " Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feelings, well may be Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices, in...

...the tempest and of thee. Sky, mountains, river, winds, like lightnings ! ye, With night, and cloud, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made mo watchful ; the far roll Of jour departing voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, if I rest.'...

...hills shakes with its mountain mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth. ***** Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye,...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...

...save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, " Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye,...knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest." Although Byron can lay claim to the highest honors of Parnassus, still it must be conceded that no...