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... mountains front you , face to face . But , courage ! for around that boisterous brook The mountains have all opened out themselves , And made a hidden valley of their own . No habitation can be seen ; but they Who journey thither find ...
... mountains front you , face to face . But , courage ! for around that boisterous brook The mountains have all opened out themselves , And made a hidden valley of their own . No habitation can be seen ; but they Who journey thither find ...
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... mountains ; from the Shore I push'd , and struck the oars and struck again In cadence , and my little Boat mov'd on ... mountain - echoes did my Boat move on , Leaving behind her still on either side Small circles glittering idly in the ...
... mountains ; from the Shore I push'd , and struck the oars and struck again In cadence , and my little Boat mov'd on ... mountain - echoes did my Boat move on , Leaving behind her still on either side Small circles glittering idly in the ...
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... mountains of the silver clouds From the horizon - and the stainless sky Opens beyond them like eternity . All things rejoiced beneath the sun ; the weeds , The river , and the corn - fields , and the reeds ; The willow leaves that ...
... mountains of the silver clouds From the horizon - and the stainless sky Opens beyond them like eternity . All things rejoiced beneath the sun ; the weeds , The river , and the corn - fields , and the reeds ; The willow leaves that ...
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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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