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...nightingale once, and I suppose in the dark. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half i» love with easeful Death, — Called him soft names...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy. fle died where there are more nightingales than there are here ; and we will hope he felt...

...eves. Darkling I listen ; and — for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...

...evt». 6. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. r....

...child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunts of flies on summer eves. vi. ' Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an cestacy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become« sod. vn....

...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The...

...time I have been half hi love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mus&d rhyme, To tnke into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still woulrlst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...

...eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eve». Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...

...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The...

...the boughs, White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose,...it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, Whilst thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...