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...praise, have determined me to seek forthwith, " A hairy gown and narrow cell, Where 1 muy sit and nightly spell, Of every star that heaven doth shew> And every herb that sips the dew." What fine transitions one might make, from the bright eye of the celestial bull, to the soft eye of...

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...eyes. And may at last my weary age 1'ind out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that...shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old Experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with...

...seclusion? " And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mosay cell, Where I may sit, and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain."...