...select the following only because among the earliett, to gratify the amateurs of the occult. '• Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With r.!.ii one fancy, gaining as we give, The life we image, even as I do now. What am I! Nothing; but...

...losing in the contemplation of that social shadow, the conscious wretchedness of the original. ' Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image.' "But that very passion for intensity of feeling, which is the unhappy characteristic of Lord Byron's...

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...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still uniuipair'd, though old in the soul's haunted cell. " 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...do now. What am I ? Nothing; but not so art thou, Soul of ray thought! with whom I traverse earth, Mix'd with thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And...

...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpair'd, though old in the soul's haunted cell. " 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...we image, even as I do now. What am I? Nothing; but uot so art thou. Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd...

...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpaired, though old, in the soul'* haunted cell. 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...as I do now. What am I ? Nothing ; but not so art thon, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy...

...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpaired, though old, in the soul's haunted cell. 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as 1 do now. What am I ? Nothing ; but not so art thour Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth,...

...old, in the soul's haunted cell. VI. 'Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, tbat we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The...I do now. What am I? Nothing; but not so art thou, Soul of my thought! with whom I traverse earth. Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit,...

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...airy images, and shapes which dwell Still unimpair'd, though old, in the soul's haunted cell. VI. Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense,...do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit,...