Held her in peace : so tliat a whispering blade
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f grass, a wailful gnat, a bee bustling Down in the blue-bells, or a wren light rustling Among sere leaves and twigs, might all be heard. magic sleep ! O comfortable bird,That broodest o'er the ti*oubled sea of the mindTill it is hush'd and smootli ! unconfinedRestraint ! imprison'd liberty ! great keyTo golden palaces, strange minstrelsy,Fountwns grotesque, new trees, bespangled caves,Echoing grottoes, full of tumbling wavesAnd moonhght ; ay, to all the mazy worldOf silvery enchantment ! — who, u{>furi'dBeneath thy drowsy wing a triple hour.But renovates and lives I — Thus, in the bower,Endymion was calm'd to hfe again.Opening his eyelids with a healthier brain,He said : " I feel this thine endearing loveAll through my bosom : thou art as a doveTrembling its closed eyes and sleeked wingsAbout me ; and the pearliest dew not bringsSuch morning incense from the fields of May,As do those brighter drops that twinkling strayFrom tliose kind eyes, — the very home and hauntOf sisterly affection. Can I wantAught else, aught nearer heaven, than such tears!Yet dry them up, in bidding hence all fearsThat, any longer, I will pass my daysAlone and sad. No, I will once more raiseMy voice upon the mountain-heights ; once more
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