Flourishing vine, whose kindling clusters glow
Beneath the autumnal sun, none taste of thee;
For thou dost shroud a ruin, and below
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I.
Moonbeam, leave the shadowy vale,
To bathe this burning brow.
Moonbeam, why art thou so pale,
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VI.
No trump tells thy virtues—the grave where they rest
With thy dust shall remain unpolluted by fame,
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I.
Oh! take the pure gem to where southerly breezes,
Waft repose to some bosom as faithful as fair,
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Oh! did you observe the Black Canon pass,
And did you observe his frown?
He goeth to say the midnight mass,
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The spider spreads her webs, whether she be
In poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree;
The silk-worm in the dark green mulberry leaves
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Month after month the gathered rains descend
Drenching yon secret Aethiopian dells,
And from the desert’s ice-girt pinnacles
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EPODE 1a.
I stood within the City disinterred;
And heard the autumnal leaves like light footfalls
Of spirits passing through the streets; and heard
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O thou bright Sun! beneath the dark blue line
Of western distance that sublime descendest,
And, gleaming lovelier as thy beams decline,
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A Fragment
Part I
There was a youth, who, as with toil and travel,
Had grown quite weak and gray before his time;
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