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...wilt thou love and she be fair. III. Ah happy, happy boughs, that cannot shed Your leaves, nor never, bid the Spring adieu ; And happy Melodist unwearied,...breathing human Passion far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed A burning forehead and a parching tongue. IV. Who are these coming to the...

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...with her, the habitude of confiding in her, and of being confided in by her, but his feeling was " All breathing human passion far above That leaves a heart high sorrowful, and cloyed, A burning forehead and a parching tongue." She never lost her lustre in Swift's eyes. At sixteen...

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...grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves,...happy, happy love ! For ever warm and still to be enjoy 'd, For ever panting and for ever young ; All breathing human passion far above, That leaves...

...wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy houghs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever hid the Spring adieu ; And, happy melodist, unwearied,...more happy, happy love ! For ever warm and still to he enjoy'd, For ever panting and for ever young ; All hreathing human passion far above, That leaves...

...hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! VOL. I. No. 3. — New Series. u 3. Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves,...breathing human passion far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. 4. Who are these coming to the...

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