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IX He died ! his death made no great stir on earth : His burial made some pomp ; there was profusion Of velvet , gilding , brass , and no great dearth Of aught but tears - save those shed by collusion . For these things may be bought at ...
IX He died ! his death made no great stir on earth : His burial made some pomp ; there was profusion Of velvet , gilding , brass , and no great dearth Of aught but tears - save those shed by collusion . For these things may be bought at ...
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Ode Bards of Passion and of Mirth , Ye have left your souls on earth ! Have ye souls in heaven too , Double lived in regions new ? Yes , and those of heaven commune With the spheres of sun and moon ; With the noise of fountains ...
Ode Bards of Passion and of Mirth , Ye have left your souls on earth ! Have ye souls in heaven too , Double lived in regions new ? Yes , and those of heaven commune With the spheres of sun and moon ; With the noise of fountains ...
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Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest : “ Then thou first born , and we the giant race , ' Found ourselves ruling new and beauteous realms .
Upon that very hour , our parentage , ' The Heavens and the Earth , were manifest : “ Then thou first born , and we the giant race , ' Found ourselves ruling new and beauteous realms .
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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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