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![]() And lovely is the Rose. |
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![]() Are often those of whom the noisy world Hears least. |
![]() Some random truths he can impart, -- The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart. |
![]() By myself a lonely pleasure, Sighed to think, I read a book Only read, perhaps, by me. |
![]() The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune. |
![]() But to be young was very heaven! |
![]() Are those that are by distance made more sweet. |
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