As in that trance of wondrous thought I lay,
Before those cruel Twins, whom at one birth
Come hither, my sweet Rosalind.

Earth, ocean, air, beloved brotherhood !
Fear not the tyrants shall rule for ever,

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Her hair was brown, her spherèd eyes were brown,
How am I changed! my hopes were once like

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There was a youth who, as with toil and travel,
The spider spreads her webs, whether she be
Thou art the wine whose drunkenness is all
Three days the flowers of the garden fair

'Tis the terror of tempest. The rags of the sail
'Twas at the season when the Earth upsprings .
Weak Verses, go, kneel at your Sovereign's feet,
Whether the Sensitive Plant, or that

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Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as one

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