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ILLUSTRATIONS.
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Gondolieds. "I close my eyes; Cold wind blows from the Bridge of Sighs; Kneeling I wait to-morrow." |
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Œnone. "O, what stain, Of red like this on hands of love was seen Ever before or since, since love has been!" |
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When the Tide comes in. "When the tide goes out, The shore looks dark and sad with doubt." |
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Resurgam. "And Joy comes hand in hand With Grief, each bearing crowns with buds of snow, Both laying crowns upon my head." |
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In the Pass. "Sudden I heard a joyous cry, 'Behold, behold!' And, smiling still on me, the good guide turned, And pointed where broad, sunny fields unrolled And spread like banners." |
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Tribute. Ralph Waldo Emerson. |
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The Wall-Flower of the Ruins of Rome. O, golden-winged, on guard at crumbled gate And fallen wall of emperors and kings. |
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Fallow. "Above, below me, on the hill, Great fields of grain their fulness fill; The golden fruit bends down the trees; The grass stands high round mowers' knees." |
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