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The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
Lull'd by soft zephyrs thro' the broken pane.
Lull'd by soft zephyrs thro' the broken pane.
And soften'd sounds along the waters die:
Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.
And soften'd sounds along the waters die:
Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.
And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest
The silver clouds.
- John Keats,
And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest
The silver clouds.
- John Keats,
And soon
Their hushing dances languished to a stand,
Like midnight leaves when, as the Zephyrs swoon,
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And soon
Their hushing dances languished to a stand,
Like midnight leaves when, as the Zephyrs swoon,
All on their drooping stems they sink unfanned.
Let Zephyr only breathe
And with her tresses play.
Let Zephyr only breathe
And with her tresses play.
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe,
That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe,
That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly rising o'er the azure realm
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Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly rising o'er the azure realm
In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes,
Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm.