The poetry of the earth is never dead.
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Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.John Keats
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The days of peace and slumberous calm are fled.
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In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity.
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Pale wox I, and in vapours hid my face.
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Asleep in lap of legends old.
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