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...whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill ; there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade,...

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...dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill ; — there I sat, viewing the silver streams glide silently towards...which broke their waves and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled the time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool...

...to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat, ' viewing the silver streams glide silently toward their centre the ' tempestuous sea; yet, sometimes...which broke their waves and turned them into ' foam. And sometimes I beguiled the time by viewing the ' harmless lambs ; some leaping securely in the cool...

...There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea ; but sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones,...which broke their waves, and turned them into foam. And sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs ; some leaping securely in the cool shade,...

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