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Sivu 315
... which might force the soul to abate Her feeling , rendered more compassionate ; Is placable because occasions rise So often that demand such sacrifice ; More skilful in self - knowledge , even more pure , As tempted more ; more able ...
... which might force the soul to abate Her feeling , rendered more compassionate ; Is placable because occasions rise So often that demand such sacrifice ; More skilful in self - knowledge , even more pure , As tempted more ; more able ...
Sivu 554
Come Time , and teach me , many years , I do not suffer in a dream ; 250 For now so strange do these things seem , Mine eyes have leisure for their tears ; My fancies time to rise on wing , And glance about the approaching sails ...
Come Time , and teach me , many years , I do not suffer in a dream ; 250 For now so strange do these things seem , Mine eyes have leisure for their tears ; My fancies time to rise on wing , And glance about the approaching sails ...
Sivu 615
... And those white - favour'd horses wait ; They rise , but linger ; it is late ; Farewell , we kiss , and they are gone . A shade falls on us like the dark From little cloudlets on the grass , But sweeps away as out we pass To range ...
... And those white - favour'd horses wait ; They rise , but linger ; it is late ; Farewell , we kiss , and they are gone . A shade falls on us like the dark From little cloudlets on the grass , But sweeps away as out we pass To range ...
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