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And stepped at once into a cooler clime. Cowper. Keats fell by a criticism. Who was it died of The Andromache? 1 Ignoble souls! -- De L'Ome- lette perished of an ortolan. L'histoire en est brève -- assist me Spirit of Apicius! A golden cage bore the little...

Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine— A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise...

[And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all God's creatures. -- KORAN.] IN Heaven a spirit doth dwell Whose heart-strings are a lute; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars...

IN the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace-- Radiant palace--raised its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair! Banners yellow, glorious,...

For the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not -- and very surely do I not dream....

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