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Imitated From Ossian

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The stream with languid murmur creeps,
In Lumin's flowery vale:
Beneath the dew the Lily weeps
Slow-waving to the gale.

'Cease, restless gale! 'it seems to say,
'Nor wake me with thy sighing!
The honours of my vernal day
On rapid wing are flying.
Tomorrow shall the Traveller come
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Sanghamitra Nayak 04 October 2017
But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power; A nice poem.
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Douglas Scotney 04 October 2017
is he saying, 'The more complex the song, the more feeble its power'?
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Bernard F. Asuncion 04 October 2017
Such a heartwarming poem.......
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 04 October 2017
But I along the breeze shall roll The voice of feeble power; And dwell, the Moon-beam of thy soul, In Slumber's nightly hour. Coleridge with the moon beam of his soul power.
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Edward Kofi Louis 04 October 2017
Beneath the dew the Lily weeps! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 04 October 2017
And dwell, the Moon-beam of thy soul, In Slumber's nightly hour. Beautiful poem shared.
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Savita Tyagi 04 October 2017
What a beautiful poem! A treat for soul and comfort for aching heart.
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Ramesh T A 04 October 2017
The master romantic Poet Coleridge has the magic power to sway all hearts by Poetry like Shakespeare does in his Plays like As You Like It!
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Martin Moore 04 October 2017
what a beautiful poem it just rolls off the tongue.
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