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Page 103
It was , I ween , a lovely spot of ground , And there a season atween June and
May , Half prankt with spring , with summer half imbrowned A listless climate
made , where , sooth to say , No living wight could work , ne cared even for play .
It was , I ween , a lovely spot of ground , And there a season atween June and
May , Half prankt with spring , with summer half imbrowned A listless climate
made , where , sooth to say , No living wight could work , ne cared even for play .
Page 197
O happy peasant ! O unhappy bard ! His the mere tinsel , her's the rich reward ;
He praised perhaps for ages yet to come , She never heard of half a mile from
home : He lost in errors his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers .
O happy peasant ! O unhappy bard ! His the mere tinsel , her's the rich reward ;
He praised perhaps for ages yet to come , She never heard of half a mile from
home : He lost in errors his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers .
Page 345
But we , who name ourselves its sovereigns , we , Half dust , half deity , alike unfit
To sink or soar , with our mixed essence make A conflict of its elements , and
breathe The breath of degradation and of pride , Contending with low wants and
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But we , who name ourselves its sovereigns , we , Half dust , half deity , alike unfit
To sink or soar , with our mixed essence make A conflict of its elements , and
breathe The breath of degradation and of pride , Contending with low wants and
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