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		The Dole Of The King's Daughter (Breton)2023-12-06The Dole Of The King's Daughter (Breton)Seven stars in the still water,And seven in the sky;Seven sins on the King's daughter,Deep in her soul... 
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		Amor Intellectualis2023-12-06Amor IntellectualisOft have we trod the vales of CastalyAnd heard sweet notes of sylvan music blownFrom antique reeds to common folk unknown:And often... 
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		Santa Decca2023-12-06Santa DeccaThe Gods are dead: no longer do we bringTo grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves!Demeter's child no more hath tithe of sheaves,And i... 
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		A Vision2023-12-06A VisionTwo crowned Kings, and One that stood aloneWith no green weight of laurels round his head,But with sad eyes as one uncomforted,And wearied wi... 
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		Impression De Voyage2023-12-06Impression De VoyageThe sea was sapphire coloured, and the skyBurned like a heated opal through the air;We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fairFor ... 
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		La Fuite De La Lune2023-12-06La Fuite De La LuneTo outer senses there is peace,A dreamy peace on either handDeep silence in the shadowy land,Deep silence where the shadows cease.S... 
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		The Grave Of Shelley2023-12-06The Grave Of ShelleyLike burnt-out torches by a sick man's bedGaunt cypress-trees stand round the sun-bleached stone;Here doth the little night-ow... 
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		By The Arno2023-12-06By The ArnoThe oleander on the wallGrows crimson in the dawning light,Though the grey shadows of the nightLie yet on Florence like a pall.The dew is b... 
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		Fabien Dei Franchi2023-12-06Fabien Dei Franchi(To my Friend Henry Irving)The silent room, the heavy creeping shade,The dead that travel fast, the opening door,The murdered brothe... 
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		Phedre2023-12-06Phedre(To Sarah Bernhardt)How vain and dull this common world must seemTo such a One as thou, who should'st have talkedAt Florence with Mirandola,... 
