Phantasmagoria, and other poems

irst

a carol fre

aloud for

breeze from

hwart the gl

is forehead

y bore aw

feet of o

enchanted

s darkly a

mbrella, la

she pinne

h the centre

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he sneered i

thy being

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a meaning

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Men, and Gees

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solace in

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conscious of

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whisper i

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