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with pale blue berries. in these peaceful shades--
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it flows so long as falls the rain,
| 2no_impact
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and that is why, the lonesome day,
| 0negative
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when i peruse the conquered fame of heroes, and the victories of mighty generals, i do not envy the generals,
| 3mixed
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of inward strife for truth and liberty.
| 3mixed
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the red sword sealed their vows!
| 3mixed
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and very venus of a pipe.
| 2no_impact
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who the man, who, called a brother.
| 2no_impact
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and so on. then a worthless gaud or two,
| 0negative
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to hide the orb of truth--and every throne
| 2no_impact
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the call's more urgent when he journeys slow.
| 2no_impact
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with the _quart d'heure_ of rabelais!
| 2no_impact
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and match, and bend, and thorough-blend, in her colossal form and face.
| 2no_impact
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have i played in different countries.
| 2no_impact
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tells us that the day is ended."
| 2no_impact
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and not alone by gold;
| 2no_impact
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that has a charmingly bourbon air.
| 1positive
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sounded o'er earth and sea its blast of war,
| 0negative
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chief poet on the tiber-side
| 2no_impact
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as under a sunbeam a cloud ascends,
| 2no_impact
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brightly expressive as the twins of leda,
| 1positive
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of night, and all things now retir'd to rest
| 2no_impact
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in latmian fountains long ago.
| 2no_impact
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in monumental pomp! no grecian drop
| 1positive
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and when they reached the house,
| 2no_impact
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then this old orchard, sloping to the west;
| 2no_impact
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so prythee get thee gone.
| 2no_impact
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the other dark-eyed dears
| 2no_impact
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me honied paths forsake;
| 2no_impact
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to that mysterious strand.
| 2no_impact
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wid a song up on de way.
| 2no_impact
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her visions and those we have seen,--
| 2no_impact
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he sat beside the governor and said grace;
| 2no_impact
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fifty times the brahmins' offer deluged all the floor.
| 2no_impact
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and what are all the prizes won
| 2no_impact
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made snow of all the blossoms; at my feet
| 2no_impact
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he never told us what he was,
| 2no_impact
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want and woe, which torture us,
| 0negative
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a ruby, and a pearl, or so,
| 2no_impact
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39 |
an echo returned on the cold gray morn,
| 0negative
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40 |
he says he’s hungry,—he would rather have
| 2no_impact
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41 |
while i, ... i built up follies like a wall
| 0negative
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42 |
and then he shut his little eyes,
| 2no_impact
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ah, what a pang of aching sharp surprise
| 0negative
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and gladys said,
| 2no_impact
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peep timidly from out its nest,
| 2no_impact
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46 |
the oriole's fledglings fifty times
| 2no_impact
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the hostile cohorts melt away;
| 3mixed
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and the old swallow-haunted barns,--
| 0negative
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from god's design, with threads of rain!
| 2no_impact
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how over, though, for even me who knew
| 2no_impact
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warped into adamantine fretwork, hung
| 2no_impact
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wilt thou forget the love that joined us here?
| 2no_impact
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the which she bearing home it burned her nest,
| 0negative
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have roughened in the gales!
| 2no_impact
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55 |
pilgrim and soldier, saint and sage,
| 2no_impact
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56 |
down in the west upon the ocean floor
| 2no_impact
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57 |
"what did you hear, for instance?" willis said.
| 2no_impact
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should favour equal to the sons of heaven:
| 2no_impact
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59 |
some, not so large, in rings,--
| 2no_impact
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60 |
the crown of sorrow on their heads, their loss
| 0negative
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61 |
the eternal law,
| 2no_impact
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62 |
and lips where heavenly smiles would hang and blend
| 1positive
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63 |
we're a band!" said the weary big dragoon.
| 2no_impact
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64 |
fu' to ba' de battle's brunt.
| 2no_impact
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and brief related whom they brought, wher found,
| 2no_impact
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66 |
i lay and watched the lonely gloom;
| 0negative
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67 |
honour to the bugle-horn!
| 1positive
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a sceptre,--monstrous, winged, intolerable.
| 0negative
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69 |
max laid his hand upon the old man's arm,
| 2no_impact
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70 |
when on the boughs the purple buds expand,
| 2no_impact
|
71 |
if the pure and holy angels
| 1positive
|
72 |
endymion would have passed across the mead
| 2no_impact
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73 |
upon the thought of perfect noon. and when
| 1positive
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thy hands all cunning arts that women prize.
| 1positive
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75 |
reasoning to admiration, and with mee
| 1positive
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76 |
while the rude winds blow off each shadowy crown.
| 0negative
|
77 |
the former, as the slacken’d reins he drew
| 2no_impact
|
78 |
she falls back from the freedom she had hoped."
| 2no_impact
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79 |
then--i would gather it, to thee unaware,
| 2no_impact
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80 |
amidst the gold and the purple, and the pillows of his bed:
| 2no_impact
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81 |
all hastening onward, yet none seemed to know
| 2no_impact
|
82 |
the wheat-blade whispers of the sheaf.
| 2no_impact
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83 |
but o, nevermore can we prison him tight.
| 0negative
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84 |
under these leafy vaults and walls,
| 2no_impact
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85 |
(distinctly here the spirit sneezed,)
| 2no_impact
|
86 |
it shines superior on a throne of gold:
| 1positive
|
87 |
around it cling.
| 2no_impact
|
88 |
may meditate a whole youth's loss,
| 0negative
|
89 |
i'm safe enlisted fer the war,
| 2no_impact
|
90 |
whom phoebus taught unerring prophecy,
| 2no_impact
|
91 |
when thee, the eyes of that harsh long ago
| 0negative
|
92 |
flutter,
| 2no_impact
|
93 |
a way that safely will my passage guide.”
| 2no_impact
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94 |
and breaths were gathering sure
| 2no_impact
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95 |
you have done this, says one judge; done that, says another;
| 2no_impact
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in their archetypes endure.
| 2no_impact
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97 |
returne, the starres of morn shall see him rise
| 2no_impact
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98 |
brown-gabled, long, and full of seams
| 2no_impact
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the foes inclosing, and his friend pursued,
| 0negative
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