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" Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision,... "
The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - 125 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Indicator, 1±Ç

Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Spirit of the English Magazines, 10±Ç

1821 - 488 ÆäÀÌÁö
...foam of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me hack from thee to my sole self! Adieu '. the fancy cannot...cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Ac idu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side...
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Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1823 - 400 ÆäÀÌÁö
...faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self 1 Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed...deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Pait the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next,...
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The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken]., 1±Ç

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 ÆäÀÌÁö
...on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. VIII. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu !...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...
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The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ...

William Hone - 1827 - 858 ÆäÀÌÁö
...forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self 1 Adieu 1 the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the ..., 1±Ç

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 ÆäÀÌÁö
...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.— Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self. Adieu ! the Fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf ! Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ..., 2±Ç

William Hone - 1830 - 868 ÆäÀÌÁö
...forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee" to my sole self ! Adieu 1 the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Fast the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ÆäÀÌÁö
...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu!...deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Fast the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next...
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National Lyrics, and Songs for Music

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1834 - 374 ÆäÀÌÁö
...dark pines mourn'd round, O'er the soldier's burial-rite. THE SWAN AND THE SKY-LARK. Adieu, adieu ! my plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades. KEATS. Higher still and higher From...
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The Harp of the Wilderness; Or, Flowers of Modern Fugitive Poetry

Harp - 1836 - 380 ÆäÀÌÁö
...opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley -glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream...
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