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Till beauty fades from off my shoulders , darken'd and cast out , A solitary shadow wailing on the margin of non - entity . ' I cry : Love ! Love ! Love ! happy happy Love ! free as the mountain ROBERT BURNS 1759–1796 Auld Lang Syne ...
Till beauty fades from off my shoulders , darken'd and cast out , A solitary shadow wailing on the margin of non - entity . ' I cry : Love ! Love ! Love ! happy happy Love ! free as the mountain ROBERT BURNS 1759–1796 Auld Lang Syne ...
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III Ah , happy , happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves , nor ever bid the Spring adieu ; And , happy melodist , unwearied , For ever piping songs for ever new ; More happy love ! more happy , happy love !
III Ah , happy , happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves , nor ever bid the Spring adieu ; And , happy melodist , unwearied , For ever piping songs for ever new ; More happy love ! more happy , happy love !
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At tender eye - dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou , happy , happy dove ? His Psyche true ! O latest born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus ' faded hierarchy ! Fairer than Phæbe's sapphire - region'd ...
At tender eye - dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou , happy , happy dove ? His Psyche true ! O latest born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus ' faded hierarchy ! Fairer than Phæbe's sapphire - region'd ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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