...lake—fountains—*id mighty trees— Their old poetic legends to the wind. In many a lazy syllable repeating And this is the sweet spirit that doth fill The world;...in these wayward days of youth, My busy fancy oft imbodies it, As a bright image of the light and beauty That dwell in nature—of the heavenly forms...

...Blue skies — and silver clouds — ****** Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in — Mountain — and shattered cliff — and sunny vale...fountains — and mighty trees — In many a lazy syllable There is very little running, apposite sentiment interwoven with his descriptions. He does not seem...

...shattered cliff—and sunny vale— Their old poetic legends to the wind. In many a lazy syllable repeating And this is the sweet spirit that doth fill The world...in these wayward days of youth, My busy fancy oft imbodies it, We worship in our dreams, and the soft hues That lie i' the wild bird's wing, and flush...

...and tunny vale — the distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, re jcating in many a lay syllable their old poetic legends to the wind. And this is the sweet spirit that fills the world ; which busy fancy, in the wayward days of youth, often embodies as a bright image...

...slope at evening goes ; Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in; Mountain, and shatter'd cliff, and sunny vale, The distant lake, fountains,...trees, In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetical legends to the wind. And this is the sweet spirit that doth fill The world ; and, in these...

...Blue skies — and silver clouds — Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks inMountain — and shattered cliff— and sunny vale — , The distant...— and mighty trees — . In many a lazy syllable There is very little running, apposite sentiment interwoven with his descriptions. He does not seem...

...distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, 6 In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetical legends to the wind. And this is the sweet spirit...wayward days of youth, My busy fancy oft embodies it,. 10 AS the bright image of the light and beauty That dwell in nature, of the heavenly forms We worship...

...the soft hues That stain the wild bird's wing, and flush the clouds When the sun sets. Within her eye And this is the sweet spirit that doth fill The world...wayward days of youth, My busy fancy oft embodies it, 15 The heaven of April, with its changing light, And when it wears the blue of May, is hung, And on...

...winds ; Aslant the wooded slope at evening goes ; Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in ; Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, The distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, 5 In many a lazy syllable, repeating Their old poetical legends to the wind. And this is the sweet...

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