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...strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not forever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with...the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homei Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me,...

...wild and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? 65 Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...

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...wild and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? 65 Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy...