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...which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass. Rain-awakened...fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or hird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a...

...much sweet these heavy winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or biru, What sweet thoughts are thine; I have never heard Chorus Hymeneal, Or trinmphal chant, Match'd...

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...By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. In the Cloud, by the same poet, the imagery is partly fantastic, partly imaginative, as may be seen...

...a larger degree, for the words Shelley addresses to the sky-lark may be fitly applied to him : — Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous and clear and fresh thy music doth surpass. It seems natural to turn from Shelley to the young poet whose death he has so exquisitely mourned in...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes...

...warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives 55 Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was 60 Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass: Teach us, Sprite or Bird, What sweet thoughts...

...much sweet those heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakening flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and...thy music doth surpass: Teach us, Sprite or Bird, I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal,...

...By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. 60 Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: 1 have never heard Praise of love or wine...