Marmion . - V ^z ri\jo I HI III) 10: ^^:l. And swept it Avith a kindred measure,Till Avons swans, while rung the groveWith Montforts hate and Basils love,Awakening at the inspired their own Shakspeare lived again. Thy friendship thus thy judgment wrongingWith praises not to me belonging,In task more meet for mightiest powers,Wouldst thou engage my thriftless say, my Erskine, hast thou weighedThat secret power by all obeyed,Which warps not less the passive source concealed or undefiiTed ;Whether an impulse, that has as the infant wakes on earth,One wi
Marmion . - V ^z ri\jo I HI III) 10: ^^:l. And swept it Avith a kindred measure,Till Avons swans, while rung the groveWith Montforts hate and Basils love,Awakening at the inspired their own Shakspeare lived again. Thy friendship thus thy judgment wrongingWith praises not to me belonging,In task more meet for mightiest powers,Wouldst thou engage my thriftless say, my Erskine, hast thou weighedThat secret power by all obeyed,Which warps not less the passive source concealed or undefiiTed ;Whether an impulse, that has as the infant wakes on earth,One with our feelings and our powers,And rather part of us than ours ;Or whether titlier termed the swayOf habit, formed in early day 1Howeer derived, its force confestRules with despotic sway the drags us on by viewless chain,While taste and reason plead in east, and ask the Belgian why,Beneath Batavias sultry sky,He seeks not eager to inhaleThe freshness of the mountain to rear his whitened wallBeside the dan
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