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...though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk. 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, light-wing'd Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beecheu green, and shadows numberless, Singest...

...the trembling moisture shaluj ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. I. Mr heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pain» My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute pas!, and Lethe-wards had sunk • 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being loo happy in thy...

...would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. i. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

...looks towards the quiet landscape he had delighted in — musing, as in his Ode to a Nightingale. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock 1 had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe- wards had sunk :...

...on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires. From £ tuli, HI.' -n. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of bcechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O for a draught of...

...brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires. Awn i»rfim, -«. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Pis not through pnvy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

...sense, a_s though of hemlork I had drunk, Or emptied Rome dull opiate to the drama On* minute past, ami Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy...But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-wingedDryad of the trees, In some melodious* plot Of beechi;ii green, and shadows numbfrlese,...

...regret the loss of what he mighthave done, than to admire what we possess. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,— In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated...

...though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk. "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, i That thou, light-wing'd Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows...