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You are now In London, that great sea, whose ebb and flow, At once is deaf and loud. SHELLEY. There is no uninhabited desart so dreary as the peopled streets of London, to those who have no ties wi
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You are now In London, that great sea, whose ebb and flow, At once is deaf and loud. SHELLEY. There is no uninhabited desart so dreary as the peopled streets of London, to those who have no ties wi
En cor gentil, amor per mort no passa. AUSIAS MARCH, TROUBADOUR. We return to Longfield and to Mrs. Elizabeth Fitzhe…
What is peace? When life is over, And love ceases to rebel, Let the last faint sigh discover, Which precedes the passin…
It is our will That thus enchains us to permitted ill. SHELLEY. This was a new inducement to bring back Lodore from …
Time and Change together take their flight. L. E. L. Fitzhenry and his daughter travelled for many days in rain and …
And so farewell; for we will henceforth be As we had never seen, ne'er more shall see. HEYWOOD. Lodore had pass…
Her virtue, like our own, was built Too much on that indignant fuss, Hypocrite pride stirs up in us, To bully out anoth…
Amid two seas, on one small point of land, Wearied, uncertain, and amazed, we stand; On either side our thoughts incess…
Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns the water, or but writes in dust. BACON. They arrived in Berkeley…
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