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...rainbow of the salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed...

...rainbow of the salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed...

...salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty—Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed...

...rich anger shows, Imprison her soft hand and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die :...bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst...