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...gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill And wood, — I think of those that have no friend, Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts, Retiring, wander 'mid thy lonely haunts Unseen. They watch the tints that o'er thy...

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...gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill And wood, I think of those that have no friend, Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts, Retiring, wander 'mid thy lonely haunts Unseen ; and watch the tints that o'er thy...

...gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill And wood, I think of those that have no friend, Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts, Retiring, wander 'mid thy lonely haunts Unseen; and watch the tints that o'er thy...

...gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill, And wood ; I think of those that have no friend ! Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts, Retiring, wander 'mid thy lonely haunts Unseen ; and mark the tints that o'er thy...

...the landscape still, The battlement, the tow'r, the farthest hill And wood — I think of those who have no friend, Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts, Retiring, wander to the ring-dove's haunts Unseen ; — and watch the tints that...

...the landscape still, The battlement, the tower, the farthest hill And wood — I think of those who have no friend, Who now, perhaps, by melancholy led, From the broad blaze of day, where pleasure flaunts Retiring, wander to the ring-dove's haunts , . , Unseen ; — and watch the tints...

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