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" And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night. "
Conversations at Cambridge - الصفحة 63
بواسطة Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 299
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...following verses from one who, like himself, was early transplanted to an immortal Garden : — f " I bud again — After so many deaths, I live and write...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only Light ! It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests Fall all night. * Conversations at...




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