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...Solitary the thrush, The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of...wast not granted to sing thou would'st surely die). Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid citres, Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately...

...delicate-coloured blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig with its flower I break. Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,...lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peeped from the ground, spotting the grey debris, Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes,...

...of life (for well dear brother I know, If thou wast not granted to sing thou would'st surely die). Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,...violets peep'd from the ground, spotting the gray débris, Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass, Passing the...

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...Solitary the thrush, The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of...wast not granted to sing thou would'st surely die). Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities, Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately...

...Solitary the thrush, The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of...— (for well, dear brother, I know If thou wast not gifted to sing thou wouldst surely die). Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities, Amid...

...life — (for well, dear brother, I know If thou wast not gifted to sing thou wouldst surely die). Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,...lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peeped from the ground, spotting the gray debris, Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes,...

...himself a song; Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of life (for well, dear brother, I know, Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities, Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately thj violets peep'd from the ground, spotting the gray debris, Amid the grass in the fields each side...

...warbling a song. Solitary, the thrush, The hermit, withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Song of the bleeding throat ! Death's outlet song...(for well, dear brother, I know, If thou wast not gifted to sing, thou would'st surely die.) Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities, Amid...