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When I have fears that I may cease to be |
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Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, |
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Before high-piled books, in charactery, |
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Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain; |
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When I behold, upon the night's starred face, |
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Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, |
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And think that I may never live to trace |
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Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; |
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And when i feel, fair creature of an hour, |
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That i shall never look upon thee more, |
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Never have relish in the faery power |
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Of unreflecting love; |
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－then on the shore |
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Of the wide world I stand alone, and think |
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Till love and fame to nothingness do sink. |
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