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The wind, the wandering wind
Of the golden summer eves—
Whence is the thrilling magic
Of its tunes amongst the leaves?
Oh, is it from the waters,
Or from the long, tall grass?
Or is it from the hollow rocks
Through which its breathings pass?

— Felicia Hemans

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The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods against a stormy sky
Their giant branches tossed.

The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers (1826)

Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, Suffering, yet hoping all things.

Calm on the bosom of thy God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!

The Siege of Valencia (1823)

"Passing away" is written on the world and all the world contains.

The woodman's axe lies free,
And the reaper's work is done.

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