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Proud as Apollo on his forkèd hill , Sat full - blown Bufo , puffed by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long , Horace and he went hand in hand in song . His library ( where busts of poets dead And a true Pindar stood ...
Tiger ! burning bright In the forests of the night , What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the ...
The thundering line of battle stands , And in the air Death moans and sings ; But Day shall clasp him with strong hands , And Night shall fold him in soft wings . ISAAC ROSENBERG BREAK OF DAY IN THE TRENCHES The darkness crumbles away .
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Alas so all things now do hold their peace
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