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On her great venture, Man, Earth gazes while her fingers dint… Which is his well of strength, his… And fair to scan. More aid than that embrace,
What is the name of King Ringang’… Rohtraut, Beauty Rohtraut! And what does she do the livelong… Since she dare not knit and spin a… O hunting and fishing is ever her…
With Alfred and St. Louis he dot… Grander than crowned head’s mortua… His gentle heroic manhood enters i… The ever-flowering common heart fo…
Joy is fleet, Sorrow slow. Love, so sweet, Sorrow will sow. Love, that has flown
Beneath the vans of doom did men p… Heroic who came out; for round the… A wavering phantom’s red volcano t… With league-long lizard tail and f… II.
His Lady queen of woods to meet, He wanders day and night: The leaves have whisperings discre… The mossy ways invite. Across a lustrous ring of space,
I am not of those miserable males Who sniff at vice and, daring not… Do therefore hope for heaven. I t… Of all my deeds. The wind that fi… Propels; but I am helmsman. Am I…
That was the chirp of Ariel You heard, as overhead it flew, The farther going more to dwell, And wing our green to wed our blue… But whether note of joy or knell,
Unto that love must we through fir… Which those two held as breath of… The hands of whom were given in bo… Whom Honour was untroubled to res… Midway the road of our life’s term…
It chanced his lips did meet her f… She had no blush, but slanted down… Shamed nature, then, confesses lov… And most she punishes the tender f… Who will believe what honours her…
Now farewell to you! you are One of my dearest, whom I trust: Now follow you the Western star, And cast the old world off as dust… From many friends adieu! adieu!
With splendour of a silver day, A frosted night had opened May: And on that plumed and armoured ni… As one close temple hove our wood, Its border leafage virgin white.
Awakes for me and leaps from shrou… All radiantly the moon’s own night Of folded showers in streamer clou… Our shadows down the highway white Or deep in woodland woven-boughed,
Who murmurs, hither, hither: who Where nought is audible so fills t… Where nought is visible can make a… A veil with eyes that waver throug… Like twilight’s pledge of blessed…
A breath of the mountains, fresh b… That look with their eye-daring su… The voice of great Nature; sublim… Yet earnest and simple as any swee…