...And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, • Onr love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...sleeping flower, there Lies A tear some Dream has loose n'd from his brain.* Lost Angel of a ruin'd Paradise She knew not 'i was her own ; as with no...

...And fans him with her moonlight nines, sod en» " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dfsJ '• See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes. Like dew upon a sleeping flower, Ihpre lie* A tear some dream has loosen'd from to bran Lost Angel of a ruin'd Paradise, She knew not...

...And fans him \vitn her moonlight wintfs, and cries! ** Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes. Like...there lies A tear some Dream has loosened from his braiii.*"' Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise ! She knew not 'twas her own ; as with no stain She faded,...

...dwelling-place. She fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, ' Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...lies A tear some dream has loosened from his brain.' She knew not 'twas her own, as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain." SHELLEY....

...hod And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A lear some dream has loosen'd from his brain Lost Angel of a ruin'd Paradise, She knew not 't was her...

...head. And fanshim with her moonlight wings, and cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain. One from a lueid urn of starry dew Washed his light limbs, as if embalming them ; Another dipt her...

...head, And Cans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had ontwept its rain. One from a lucid urn of starry dew Washed his light limbs, as if embalming4h«n ;...

...head, And fans him with her moonlight wings, and eries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...'twas her own ; as with no stain She faded, like a eloud whieh had outwept its rain. One from a lueid urn of starry dew Washed his light limbs, as if...

...head, And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, " Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead ; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like...Paradise ! She knew not 'twas her own ; as with no stain One from a lucid urn of starry dew Washed his light limbs, a« if embalming them ; Another clipt her...

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