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Perhaps I loved it well : and should I lay My ashes in a soil which is not mine , My
spirit shall resume it — if we may Unbodied choose a sanctuary . I twine My
hopes of being remember'd in my line With my land's language : if too fond and
far ...
Perhaps I loved it well : and should I lay My ashes in a soil which is not mine , My
spirit shall resume it — if we may Unbodied choose a sanctuary . I twine My
hopes of being remember'd in my line With my land's language : if too fond and
far ...
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Thus , Venice , if no stronger claim were thine , Were all thy proud historic deeds
forgot ,Thy choral memory of the Bard divine , Thy love of Tasso , should have cut
the knot Which ties thee to thy tyrants ; and thy lot Is shameful to the nations ...
Thus , Venice , if no stronger claim were thine , Were all thy proud historic deeds
forgot ,Thy choral memory of the Bard divine , Thy love of Tasso , should have cut
the knot Which ties thee to thy tyrants ; and thy lot Is shameful to the nations ...
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Or , it may be , with demons , who impair The strength of better thoughts , and
seek their prey In melancholy bosoms , such as were Of moody texture from their
earliest day , And loved to dwell in darkness and dismay , Deeming themselves ...
Or , it may be , with demons , who impair The strength of better thoughts , and
seek their prey In melancholy bosoms , such as were Of moody texture from their
earliest day , And loved to dwell in darkness and dismay , Deeming themselves ...
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