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Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known

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Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the lover’s ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every…

Stepping Westward

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“What, you are stepping westward?””Yea.” ‘T would be a wildish destiny, If we, who thus together roam In a strange land, and far from home, Were in this place the…

Star-Gazers

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WHAT crowd is this? what have we here! we must not pass it by; A Telescope upon its frame, and pointed to the sky: Long is it as a barber’s…

Stanzas

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ONCE I could hail (howe’er serene the sky) The Moon re-entering her monthly round, No faculty yet given me to espy The dusky Shape within her arms imbound, That thin…

Spanish Guerillas

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THEY seek, are sought; to daily battle led, Shrink not, though far outnumbered by their Foes, For they have learnt to open and to close The ridges of grim war;…

Sonnet: “It is not to be thought of”

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IT is not to be thought of that the Flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world’s praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, “with pomp of…

Song Of The Wandering Jew

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THOUGH the torrents from their fountains Roar down many a craggy steep, Yet they find among the mountains Resting-places calm and deep. Clouds that love through air to hasten, Ere…

Song Of The Spinning Wheel

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FOUNDED UPON A BELIEF PREVALENT AMONG THE PASTORAL VALES OF WESTMORELAND SWIFTLY turn the murmuring wheel! Night has brought the welcome hour, When the weary fingers feel Help, as if…