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... rest , And closed the sparkling eye . LUCY GRAY ; OR SOLITUDE . OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And , when I cross'd the wild , I chanced to see at break of day , The solitary child . No mate , no comrade , Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a ...
... rest , And closed the sparkling eye . LUCY GRAY ; OR SOLITUDE . OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And , when I cross'd the wild , I chanced to see at break of day , The solitary child . No mate , no comrade , Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a ...
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... Rest , little young one , rest ; what is't that aileth thee ? " What is it thou wouldst seek ? What is wanting to thy heart ? Thy limbs are they not strong ? And beautiful thou art : This grass is tender grass ; these flowers they have ...
... Rest , little young one , rest ; what is't that aileth thee ? " What is it thou wouldst seek ? What is wanting to thy heart ? Thy limbs are they not strong ? And beautiful thou art : This grass is tender grass ; these flowers they have ...
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WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. " Rest , little young one , rest ; thou hast forgot the day When my father found thee first in places far away : Many flocks were on the hills , but thou wert own'd by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore ...
WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. " Rest , little young one , rest ; thou hast forgot the day When my father found thee first in places far away : Many flocks were on the hills , but thou wert own'd by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore ...
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... rest But when she sate within the touch of thee . Oh ! too industrious folly ! Oh ! vain and causeless melancholy ! Nature will either end thee quite ; Or , lengthening out thy season of delight , Preserve for thee , by individual right ...
... rest But when she sate within the touch of thee . Oh ! too industrious folly ! Oh ! vain and causeless melancholy ! Nature will either end thee quite ; Or , lengthening out thy season of delight , Preserve for thee , by individual right ...
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... rest ; This corner is your own . There ! take your seat , and let me see That you can listen quietly ; And , as I promised , I will tell That strange adventure which befell A poor Blind Highland Boy . A Highland Boy ! -why call him so ...
... rest ; This corner is your own . There ! take your seat , and let me see That you can listen quietly ; And , as I promised , I will tell That strange adventure which befell A poor Blind Highland Boy . A Highland Boy ! -why call him so ...
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