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The Mores …. Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage of blundering...

,For nature, heartless, witless nature Will neither care nor know What stranger’s feet may find the meadow ,And trespass there and go Nor...

The Land of Lost Content Into my heart an air that kills :From yon far country blows ,What are those blue remembered hills ?What...

On how to treat a cat: With Cats, some say, one rule is true Don’t speak till you are spoken to Myself, I do not hold with that I say,...

"But grief be the instructor of the wise Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most, Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The...

"Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so...