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 "title": "Endymion",
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 "poet": "John Keats",
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 "book": "Endymion: A Poetic Romance",
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  "venue": "Endymion: A Poetic Romance (1818)",
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   {
    "text": "Inscribed",
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   {
    "text": "with every feeling of pride and regret",
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    "text": "and with “a bowed mind”",
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    "text": "to the memory of",
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    "text": "the most English of poets except Shakspeare,",
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    "text": "Thomas Chatterton",
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    "text": "A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:",
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    "text": "Its loveliness increases; it will never",
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    "text": "Pass into nothingness; but still will keep",
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    "text": "A bower quiet for us, and a sleep",
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    "text": "Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.",
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   {
    "text": "Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing",
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    "text": "A flowery band to bind us to the earth,",
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    "text": "Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth",
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    "text": "Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,",
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    "text": "Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darken’d ways",
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    "text": "Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,",
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    "text": "Some shape of beauty moves away the pall",
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    "text": "From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,",
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    "text": "Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon",
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    "text": "For simple sheep; and such are daffodils",
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    "text": "With the green world they live in; and clear rills",
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    "text": "That for themselves a cooling covert make",
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   {
    "text": "’Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,",
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    "text": "Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:",
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   {
    "text": "And such too is the grandeur of the dooms",
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   {
    "text": "We have imagined for the mighty dead;",
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    "text": "All lovely tales that we have heard or read:",
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    "text": "An endless fountain of immortal drink,",
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    "text": "Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.",
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    "text": "Nor do we merely feel these essences",
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    "text": "For one short hour; no, even as the trees",
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    "text": "That whisper round a temple become soon",
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    "text": "Dear as the temple’s self, so does the moon,",
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    "text": "The passion poesy, glories infinite,",
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    "text": "Haunt us till they become a cheering light",
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    "text": "Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast,",
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   {
    "text": "That, whether there be shine, or gloom o’ercast,",
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    "text": "They alway must be with us, or we die.",
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    "text": "Therefore ’tis with full happiness that I",
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   {
    "text": "Will trace the story of Endymion.",
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    "text": "The very music of the name has gone",
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    "text": "Into my being, and each pleasant scene",
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    "text": "Is growing fresh before me as the green",
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   {
    "text": "Of our own valleys: so I will begin",
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    "text": "Now while I cannot hear the city’s din;",
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    "text": "Now while the early budders are just new,",
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    "text": "And run in mazes of the youngest hue",
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    "text": "About old forests; while the willow trails",
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    "text": "Its delicate amber; and the dairy pails",
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    "text": "Bring home increase of milk. And, as the year",
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    "text": "Grows lush in juicy stalks, I’ll smoothly steer",
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   {
    "text": "My little boat, for many quiet hours,",
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   {
    "text": "With streams that deepen freshly into bowers.",
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   {
    "text": "Many and many a verse I hope to write,",
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   {
    "text": "Before the daisies, vermeil rimm’d and white,",
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   {
    "text": "Hide in deep herbage; and ere yet the bees",
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   {
    "text": "Hum about globes of clover and sweet peas,",
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   {
    "text": "I must be near the middle of my story.",
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   {
    "text": "O may no wintry season, bare, and hoary,",
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    "text": "See it half-finish’d: but let Autumn bold.",
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    "text": "With universal tinge of sober gold,",
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    "text": "Be all about me when I make an end.",
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   {
    "text": "And now at once, adventuresome, I send",
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   {
    "text": "My herald thought into a wilderness:",
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    "text": "There let its trumpet blow, and quickly dress",
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    "text": "My uncertain path with green, that I may speed",
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    "text": "Easily onward, thorough flowers and weed.",
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    "text": "Upon the sides of Latmos was outspread",
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    "text": "A mighty forest: for the moist earth fed",
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    "text": "So plenteously all weed-hidden roots",
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    "text": "Into o’erhanging boughs, and precious fruits.",
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    "text": "And it had gloomy shades, sequestered deep,",
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    "text": "Where no man went; and if from shepherd’s keep",
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   {
    "text": "A lamb stray’d far a-down those inmost glens,",
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    "text": "Never again saw he the happy pens",
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    "text": "Whither his brethren, bleating with content,",
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   {
    "text": "Over the hills at every nightfall went.",
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    "text": "Among the shepherds, ’twas believed ever,",
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    "text": "That not one fleecy lamb which thus did sever",
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    "text": "From the white flock, but pass’d unworrièd",
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    "text": "By angry wolf, or pard with prying head,",
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    "text": "Until it came to some unfooted plains",
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    "text": "Where fed the herds of Pan: aye great his gains",
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    "text": "Who thus one lamb did lose. Paths there were many,",
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    "text": "Winding through palmy fern, and rushes fenny,",
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    "text": "And ivy banks; all leading pleasantly",
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    "text": "To a wide lawn, whence one could only see",
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    "text": "Stems thronging all around between the swell",
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    "text": "Of turf and slanting branches: who could tell",
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   {
    "text": "The freshness of the space of heaven above,",
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    "text": "Edged round with dark tree-tops? through which a dove",
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    "text": "Would often beat its wings, and often too",
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    "text": "A little cloud would move across the blue.",
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    "text": "Full in the middle of this pleasantness",
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    "text": "There stood a marble altar, with a tress",
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    "text": "Of flowers budded newly; and the dew",
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    "text": "Had taken fairy phantasies to strew",
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    "text": "Daisies upon the sacred sward last eve,",
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    "text": "And so the dawned light in pomp receive.",
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    "text": "For ’twas the morn: Apollo’s upward fire",
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    "text": "Made every eastern cloud a silvery pyre",
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    "text": "Of brightness so unsullied, that therein",
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   {
    "text": "A melancholy spirit well might win",
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   {
    "text": "Oblivion, and melt out his essence fine",
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    "text": "Into the winds: rain-scented eglantine",
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   {
    "text": "Gave temperate sweets to that well-wooing sun;",
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   {
    "text": "The lark was lost in him; cold springs had run",
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    "text": "To warm their chilliest bubbles in the grass;",
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   {
    "text": "Man’s voice was on the mountains; and the mass",
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   {
    "text": "Of nature’s lives and wonders pulsed tenfold,",
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    "text": "To feel this sun-rise and its glories old.",
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    "text": "Now while the silent workings of the dawn",
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    "text": "Were busiest, into that self-same lawn",
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    "text": "All suddenly, with joyful cries, there sped",
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    "text": "A troop of little children garlanded;",
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    "text": "Who gathering round the altar seem’d to pry",
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    "text": "Earnestly round as wishing to espy",
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    "text": "Some folk of holiday: nor had they waited",
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    "text": "For many moments, ere their ears were sated",
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    "text": "With a faint breath of music, which ev’n then",
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   {
    "text": "Fill’d out its voice, and died away again.",
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   {
    "text": "Within a little space again it gave",
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    "text": "Its airy swellings, with a gentle wave,",
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   {
    "text": "To light-hung leaves, in smoothest echoes breaking",
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   {
    "text": "Through copse-clad valleys,⁠—ere their death, o’er-taking",
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   {
    "text": "The surgy murmurs of the lonely sea.",
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    "text": "And now, as deep into the wood as we",
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   {
    "text": "Might mark a lynx’s eye, there glimmer’d light",
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   {
    "text": "Fair faces and a rush of garments white,",
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    "text": "Plainer and plainer showing, till at last",
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   {
    "text": "Into the widest alley they all past,",
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   {
    "text": "Making directly for the woodland altar.",
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   {
    "text": "O kindly muse! let not my weak tongue faulter",
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   {
    "text": "In telling of this goodly company,",
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    "text": "Of their old piety, and of their glee:",
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    "text": "But let a portion of ethereal dew",
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    "text": "Fall on my head, and presently unmew",
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   {
    "text": "My soul; that I may dare, in wayfaring,",
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   {
    "text": "To stammer where old Chaucer used to sing.",
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    "text": "Leading the way, young damsels danced along,",
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   {
    "text": "Bearing the burden of a shepherd song;",
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    "text": "Each having a white wicker, overbrimm’d",
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    "text": "With April’s tender younglings: next, well trimm’d,",
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    "text": "A crowd of shepherds with as sunburnt looks",
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    "text": "As may be read of in Arcadian books;",
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    "text": "Such as sat listening round Apollo’s pipe,",
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    "text": "When the great deity, for earth too ripe,",
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    "text": "Let his divinity o’erflowing die",
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    "text": "In music, through the vales of Thessaly:",
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   {
    "text": "Some idly trail’d their sheep-hooks on the ground,",
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    "text": "And some kept up a shrilly mellow sound",
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    "text": "With ebon-tipped flutes: close after these,",
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    "text": "Now coming from beneath the forest trees,",
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    "text": "A venerable priest full soberly,",
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    "text": "Begirt with minist’ring looks: alway his eye",
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    "text": "Steadfast upon the matted turf he kept,",
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   {
    "text": "And after him his sacred vestments swept.",
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   {
    "text": "From his right hand there swung a vase, milk-white,",
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    "text": "Of mingled wine, out-sparkling generous light;",
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    "text": "And in his left he held a basket full",
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    "text": "Of all sweet herbs that searching eye could cull:",
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    "text": "Wild thyme, and valley-lilies whiter still",
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    "text": "Than Leda’s love, and cresses from the rill.",
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    "text": "His aged head, crowned with beechen wreath,",
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    "text": "Seem’d like a poll of ivy in the teeth",
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    "text": "Of winter hoar. Then came another crowd",
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    "text": "Of shepherds, lifting in due time aloud",
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    "text": "Their share of the ditty. After them appear’d,",
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    "text": "Up-follow’d by a multitude that rear’d",
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    "text": "Their voices to the clouds, a fair-wrought car,",
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    "text": "Easily rolling so as scarce to mar",
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    "text": "The freedom of three steeds of dapple brown:",
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    "text": "Who stood therein did seem of great renown",
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   {
    "text": "Among the throng. His youth was fully blown,",
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   {
    "text": "Showing like Ganymede to manhood grown;",
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   {
    "text": "And, for those simple times, his garments were",
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   {
    "text": "A chieftain king’s; beneath his breast, half bare,",
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   {
    "text": "Was hung a silver bugle, and between",
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   {
    "text": "His nervy knees there lay a boar-spear keen.",
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   {
    "text": "A smile was on his countenance; he seem’d",
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    "text": "To common lookers-on, like one who dream’d",
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    "text": "Of idleness in groves Elysian:",
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   {
    "text": "But there were some who feelingly could scan",
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   {
    "text": "A lurking trouble in his nether lip,",
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   {
    "text": "And see that oftentimes the reins would slip",
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   {
    "text": "Through his forgotten hands: then would they sigh,",
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   {
    "text": "And think of yellow leaves, of owlets’ cry,",
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   {
    "text": "Of logs piled solemnly.⁠—Ah, well-a-day,",
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    "text": "Why should our young Endymion pine away!",
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    "text": "Soon the assembly, in a circle ranged,",
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    "text": "Stood silent round the shrine: each look was changed",
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    "text": "To sudden veneration: women meek",
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   {
    "text": "Beckon’d their sons to silence; while each cheek",
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    "text": "Of virgin bloom paled gently for slight fear.",
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    "text": "Endymion too, without a forest peer,",
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    "text": "Stood, wan, and pale, and with an awed face,",
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    "text": "Among his brothers of the mountain chase.",
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    "text": "In midst of all, the venerable priest",
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    "text": "Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least,",
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    "text": "And, after lifting up his aged hands,",
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    "text": "Thus spake he: “Men of Latmos! shepherd bands!",
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    "text": "Whose care it is to guard a thousand flocks:",
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    "text": "Whether descended from beneath the rocks",
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    "text": "That overtop your mountains; whether come",
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    "text": "From valleys where the pipe is never dumb;",
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    "text": "Or from your swelling downs, where sweet air stirs",
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   {
    "text": "Blue harebells lightly, and where prickly furze",
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   {
    "text": "Buds lavish gold; or ye, whose precious charge",
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   {
    "text": "Nibble their fill at ocean’s very marge,",
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   {
    "text": "Whose mellow reeds are touch’d with sounds forlorn",
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   {
    "text": "By the dim echoes of old Triton’s horn:",
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    "text": "Mothers and wives! who day by day prepare",
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    "text": "The scrip, with needments, for the mountain air;",
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    "text": "And all ye gentle girls who foster up",
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    "text": "Udderless lambs, and in a little cup",
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    "text": "Will put choice honey for a favour’d youth:",
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   {
    "text": "Yea, every one attend! for in good truth",
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   {
    "text": "Our vows are wanting to our great god Pan.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Are not our lowing heifers sleeker than",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Night-swollen mushrooms? Are not our wide plains",
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    "text": "Speckled with countless fleeces? Have not rains",
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   {
    "text": "Green’d over April’s lap? No howling sad",
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    "text": "Sickens our fearful ewes; and we have had",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Great bounty from Endymion our lord.",
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   {
    "text": "The earth is glad: the merry lark has pour’d",
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   {
    "text": "His early song against yon breezy sky,",
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   {
    "text": "That spreads so clear o’er our solemnity.”",
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    "text": "Thus ending, on the shrine he heap’d a spire",
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    "text": "Of teeming sweets, enkindling sacred fire;",
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    "text": "Anon he stain’d the thick and spongy sod",
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    "text": "With wine, in honour of the shepherd-god.",
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   {
    "text": "Now while the earth was drinking it, and while",
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   {
    "text": "Bay leaves were crackling in the fragrant pile,",
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    "text": "And gummy frankincense was sparkling bright",
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    "text": "’Neath smothering parsley, and a hazy light",
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    "text": "Spread grayly eastward, thus a chorus sang:",
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    "text": "“O thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang",
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    "text": "From jagged trunks, and overshadoweth",
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   {
    "text": "Eternal whispers, glooms, the birth, life, death,",
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   {
    "text": "Of unseen flowers in heavy peacefulness;",
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   {
    "text": "Who lov’st to see the hamadryads dress",
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   {
    "text": "Their ruffled locks where meeting hazels darken;",
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   {
    "text": "And through whole solemn hours dost sit, and hearken",
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   {
    "text": "The dreary melody of bedded reeds⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "In desolate places, where dank moisture breeds",
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   {
    "text": "The pipy hemlock to strange overgrowth;",
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   {
    "text": "Bethinking thee, how melancholy loth",
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   {
    "text": "Thou wast to lose fair Syrinx⁠—do thou now,",
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   {
    "text": "By thy love’s milky brow!",
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   {
    "text": "By all the trembling mazes that she ran,",
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   {
    "text": "Hear us, great Pan!",
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    "text": "“O thou, for whose soul-soothing quiet, turtles",
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   {
    "text": "Passion their voices cooingly ’mong myrtles,",
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   {
    "text": "What time thou wanderest at eventide",
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   {
    "text": "Through sunny meadows, that outskirt the side",
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   {
    "text": "Of thine enmossed realms: O thou, to whom",
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   {
    "text": "Broad-leaved fig-trees even now foredoom",
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   {
    "text": "Their ripen’d fruitage; yellow-girted bees",
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   {
    "text": "Their golden honeycombs; our village leas",
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   {
    "text": "Their fairest blossom’d beans and poppied corn;",
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   {
    "text": "The chuckling linnet its five young unborn,",
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   {
    "text": "To sing for thee; low-creeping strawberries",
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   {
    "text": "Their summer coolness; pent-up butterflies",
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   {
    "text": "Their freckled wings; yea, the fresh budding year",
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   {
    "text": "All its completions⁠—be quickly near,",
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   {
    "text": "By every wind that nods the mountain pine,",
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   {
    "text": "O forester divine!",
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    "text": "“Thou, to whom every faun and satyr flies",
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   {
    "text": "For willing service; whether to surprise",
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    "text": "The squatted hare while in half-sleeping fit;",
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   {
    "text": "Or upward ragged precipices flit",
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   {
    "text": "To save poor lambkins from the eagle’s maw;",
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   {
    "text": "Or by mysterious enticement draw",
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   {
    "text": "Bewilder’d shepherds to their path again;",
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    "text": "Or to tread breathless round the frothy main,",
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   {
    "text": "And gather up all fancifullest shells",
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   {
    "text": "For thee to tumble into Naiads’ cells,",
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   {
    "text": "And, being hidden, laugh at their out-peeping;",
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   {
    "text": "Or to delight thee with fantastic leaping,",
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   {
    "text": "The while they pelt each other on the crown",
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   {
    "text": "With silvery oak-apples, and fir-cones brown⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "By all the echoes that about thee ring,",
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   {
    "text": "Hear us, O satyr king!",
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    "text": "“O Hearkener to the loud-clapping shears,",
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   {
    "text": "While ever and anon to his shorn peers",
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   {
    "text": "A ram goes bleating: Winder of the horn,",
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   {
    "text": "When snouted wild-boars routing tender corn",
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   {
    "text": "Anger our huntsman: Breather round our farms,",
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   {
    "text": "To keep off mildews, and all weather harms:",
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   {
    "text": "Strange ministrant of undescribed sounds,",
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   {
    "text": "That come a-swooning over hollow grounds,",
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   {
    "text": "And wither drearily on barren moors:",
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   {
    "text": "Dread opener of the mysterious doors",
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   {
    "text": "Leading to universal knowledge⁠—see,",
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   {
    "text": "Great son of Dryope,",
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   {
    "text": "The many that are come to pay their vows",
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   {
    "text": "With leaves about their brows!",
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    "text": "“Be still the unimaginable lodge",
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   {
    "text": "For solitary thinkings; such as dodge",
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   {
    "text": "Conception to the very bourne of heaven,",
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   {
    "text": "Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven,",
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   {
    "text": "That spreading in this dull and clodded earth",
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   {
    "text": "Gives it a touch ethereal⁠—a new birth:",
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   {
    "text": "Be still a symbol of immensity;",
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    "text": "A firmament reflected in a sea;",
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   {
    "text": "An element filling the space between;",
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   {
    "text": "An unknown⁠—but no more: we humbly screen",
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   {
    "text": "With uplift hands our foreheads, lowly bending,",
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   {
    "text": "And giving out a shout most heaven-rending,",
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   {
    "text": "Conjure thee to receive our humble Pæan,",
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   {
    "text": "Upon thy Mount Lycean!”",
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    "text": "Even while they brought the burden to a close,",
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   {
    "text": "A shout from the whole multitude arose,",
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   {
    "text": "That linger’d in the air like dying rolls",
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   {
    "text": "Of abrupt thunder, when Ionian shoals",
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   {
    "text": "Of dolphins bob their noses through the brine.",
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   {
    "text": "Meantime, on shady levels, mossy fine,",
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   {
    "text": "Young companies nimbly began dancing",
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    "text": "To the swift treble pipe, and humming string.",
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   {
    "text": "Aye, those fair living forms swam heavenly",
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    "text": "To tunes forgotten⁠—out of memory:",
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   {
    "text": "Fair creatures! whose young children’s children bred",
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   {
    "text": "Thermopylæ its heroes⁠—not yet dead,",
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   {
    "text": "But in old marbles ever beautiful.",
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   {
    "text": "High genitors, unconscious did they cull",
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   {
    "text": "Time’s sweet first-fruits⁠—they danced to weariness,",
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   {
    "text": "And then in quiet circles did they press",
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   {
    "text": "The hillock turf, and caught the latter end",
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   {
    "text": "Of some strange history, potent to send",
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    "text": "A young mind from its bodily tenement.",
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    "text": "Or they might watch the quoit-pitchers, intent",
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   {
    "text": "On either side; pitying the sad death",
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   {
    "text": "Of Hyacinthus, when the cruel breath",
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   {
    "text": "Of Zephyr slew him,⁠—Zephyr penitent,",
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   {
    "text": "Who now, ere Phœbus mounts the firmament,",
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    "text": "Fondles the flower amid the sobbing rain.",
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    "text": "The archers too, upon a wider plain,",
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    "text": "Beside the feathery whizzing of the shaft,",
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    "text": "And the dull twanging bowstring, and the raft",
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    "text": "Branch down sweeping from a tall ash top",
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    "text": "Call’d up a thousand thoughts to envelope",
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    "text": "Those who would watch. Perhaps, the trembling knee",
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    "text": "And frantic gape of lonely Niobe,",
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    "text": "Poor, lonely Niobe! when her lovely young",
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   {
    "text": "Were dead and gone, and her caressing tongue",
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    "text": "Lay a lost thing upon her paly lip,",
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    "text": "And very, very deadliness did nip",
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    "text": "Her motherly cheeks. Aroused from this sad mood",
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    "text": "By one, who at a distance loud halloo’d,",
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   {
    "text": "Uplifting his strong bow into the air,",
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   {
    "text": "Many might after brighter visions stare:",
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    "text": "After the Argonauts, in blind amaze",
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    "text": "Tossing about on Neptune’s restless ways,",
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   {
    "text": "Until, from the horizon’s vaulted side,",
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   {
    "text": "There shot a golden splendour far and wide,",
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    "text": "Spangling those million poutings of the brine",
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    "text": "With quivering ore: ’twas even an awful shine",
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   {
    "text": "From the exaltation of Apollo’s bow;",
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   {
    "text": "A heavenly beacon in their dreary woe.",
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   {
    "text": "Who thus were ripe for high contemplating,",
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    "text": "Might turn their steps towards the sober ring",
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    "text": "Where sat Endymion and the aged priest",
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    "text": "’Mong shepherds gone in eld, whose looks increased",
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   {
    "text": "The silvery setting of their mortal star.",
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    "text": "There they discoursed upon the fragile bar",
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   {
    "text": "That keeps us from our homes ethereal;",
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   {
    "text": "And what our duties there: to nightly call",
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    "text": "Vesper, the beauty-crest of summer weather;",
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   {
    "text": "To summon all the downiest clouds together",
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    "text": "For the sun’s purple couch; to emulate",
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   {
    "text": "In minist’ring the potent rule of fate",
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    "text": "With speed of fire-tail’d exhalations;",
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    "text": "To tint her pallid cheek with bloom, who cons",
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   {
    "text": "Sweet poesy by moonlight: besides these,",
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    "text": "A world of other unguess’d offices.",
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    "text": "Anon they wander’d, by divine converse,",
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    "text": "Into Elysium; vying to rehearse",
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   {
    "text": "Each one his own anticipated bliss.",
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   {
    "text": "One felt heart-certain that he could not miss",
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   {
    "text": "His quick-gone love, among fair blossom’d boughs,",
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   {
    "text": "Where every zephyr-sigh pouts, and endows",
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   {
    "text": "Her lips with music for the welcoming.",
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   {
    "text": "Another wish’d, ’mid that eternal spring,",
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   {
    "text": "To meet his rosy child, with feathery sails,",
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   {
    "text": "Sweeping, eye-earnestly, through almond vales:",
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   {
    "text": "Who, suddenly, should stoop through the smooth wind,",
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   {
    "text": "And with the balmiest leaves his temples bind;",
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    "text": "And, ever after, through those regions be",
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   {
    "text": "His messenger, his little Mercury.",
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    "text": "Some were athirst in soul to see again",
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   {
    "text": "Their fellow-huntsmen o’er the wide champaign",
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    "text": "In times long past; to sit with them, and talk",
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    "text": "Of all the chances in their earthly walk;",
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    "text": "Comparing, joyfully, their plenteous stores",
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   {
    "text": "Of happiness, to when upon the moors,",
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   {
    "text": "Benighted, close they huddled from the cold,",
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    "text": "And shared their famish’d scrips. Thus all out-told",
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   {
    "text": "Their fond imaginations,⁠—saving him",
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   {
    "text": "Whose eyelids curtain’d up their jewels dim,",
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   {
    "text": "Endymion: yet hourly had he striven",
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    "text": "To hide the cankering venom, that had riven",
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    "text": "His fainting recollections. Now indeed",
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   {
    "text": "His senses had swoon’d off: he did not heed",
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    "text": "The sudden silence, or the whispers low,",
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    "text": "Or the old eyes dissolving at his woe,",
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    "text": "Or anxious calls, or close of trembling palms,",
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    "text": "Or maiden’s sigh, that grief itself embalms:",
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    "text": "But in the self-same fixed trance he kept,",
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    "text": "Like one who on the earth had never stept.",
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    "text": "Aye, even as dead-still as a marble man,",
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    "text": "Frozen in that old tale Arabian.",
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    "text": "Who whispers him so pantingly and close?",
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   {
    "text": "Peona, his sweet sister: of all those,",
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   {
    "text": "His friends, the dearest. Hushing signs she made,",
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    "text": "And breathed a sister’s sorrow to persuade",
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    "text": "A yielding up, a cradling on her care.",
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   {
    "text": "Her eloquence did breathe away the curse:",
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    "text": "She led him, like some midnight spirit nurse",
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    "text": "Of happy changes in emphatic dreams,",
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   {
    "text": "Along a path between two little streams,⁠—",
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    "text": "Guarding his forehead, with her round elbow,",
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    "text": "From low-grown branches, and his footsteps slow",
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    "text": "From stumbling over stumps and hillocks small;",
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    "text": "Until they came to where these streamlets fall,",
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    "text": "With mingled bubblings and a gentle rush,",
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    "text": "Into a river, clear, brimful, and flush",
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    "text": "With crystal mocking of the trees and sky.",
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    "text": "A little shallop, floating there hard by,",
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    "text": "Pointed its beak over the fringed bank;",
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    "text": "And soon it lightly dipt, and rose, and sank,",
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    "text": "And dipt again, with the young couple’s weight,⁠—",
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    "text": "Peona guiding, through the water straight,",
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    "text": "Towards a bowery island opposite;",
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    "text": "Which gaining presently, she steered light",
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    "text": "Into a shady, fresh, and ripply cove,",
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    "text": "Where nested was an arbour, overwove",
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    "text": "By many a summer’s silent fingering;",
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    "text": "To whose cool bosom she was used to bring",
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    "text": "Her playmates, with their needle broidery,",
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    "text": "And minstrel memories of times gone by.",
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    "text": "So she was gently glad to see him laid",
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    "text": "Under her favourite bower’s quiet shade",
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    "text": "On her own couch, new made of flower leaves,",
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    "text": "Dried carefully on the cooler side of sheaves",
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    "text": "When last the sun his autumn tresses shook,",
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    "text": "And the tann’d harvesters rich armfuls took.",
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    "text": "Soon was he quieted to slumbrous rest:",
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   {
    "text": "But, ere it crept upon him, he had prest",
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    "text": "Peona’s busy hand against his lips,",
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   {
    "text": "And still, a-sleeping, held her finger-tips",
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    "text": "In tender pressure. And as a willow keeps",
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    "text": "A patient watch over the stream that creeps",
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    "text": "Windingly by it, so the quiet maid",
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    "text": "Held her in peace: so that a whispering blade",
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    "text": "Of grass, a wailful gnat, a bee bustling",
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    "text": "Down in the bluebells, or a wren light rustling",
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    "text": "Among sere leaves and twigs, might all be heard.",
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    "text": "O magic sleep! O comfortable bird,",
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   {
    "text": "That broodest o’er the troubled sea of the mind",
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   {
    "text": "Till it is hush’d and smooth! O unconfined",
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   {
    "text": "Restraint! imprison’d liberty! great key",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To golden palaces, strange minstrelsy,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Fountains grotesque, new trees, bespangled caves,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Echoing grottoes, full of tumbling waves",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And moonlight; aye, to all the mazy world",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of silvery enchantment!⁠—who, upfurl’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beneath thy drowsy wing a triple hour,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But renovates and lives?⁠—Thus, in the bower,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion was calm’d to life again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Opening his eyelids with a healthier brain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He said: “I feel this thine endearing love",
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   },
   {
    "text": "All through my bosom: thou art as a dove",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Trembling its closed eyes and sleeked wings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About me; and the pearliest dew not brings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such morning incense from the fields of May,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As do those brighter drops that twinkling stray",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From those kind eyes,⁠—the very home and haunt",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of sisterly affection. Can I want",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aught else, aught nearer heaven, than such tears?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet dry them up, in bidding hence all fears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That, any longer, I will pass my days",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alone and sad. No, I will once more raise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My voice upon the mountain-heights; once more",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Make my horn parley from their foreheads hoar:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Again my trooping hounds their tongues shall loll",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Around the breathed boar: again I’ll poll",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The fair-grown yew-tree, for a chosen bow:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, when the pleasant sun is getting low,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Again I’ll linger in a sloping mead",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To hear the speckled thrushes, and see feed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our idle sheep. So be thou cheered, sweet!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, if thy lute is here, softly intreat",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My soul to keep in its resolved course.”",
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   {
    "text": "Hereat Peona, in their silver source,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Shut her pure sorrow-drops with glad exclaim,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And took a lute, from which there pulsing came",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A lively prelude, fashioning the way",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In which her voice should wander. ’Twas a lay",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More subtle cadenced, more forest wild",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than Dryope’s lone lulling of her child;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And nothing since has floated in the air",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So mournful strange. Surely some influence rare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Went, spiritual, through the damsel’s hand;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For still, with Delphic emphasis, she spann’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The quick invisible strings, even though she saw",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion’s spirit melt away and thaw",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before the deep intoxication.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But soon she came, with sudden burst, upon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her self-possession⁠—swung the lute aside,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And earnestly said: “Brother, ’tis vain to hide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That thou dost know of things mysterious,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Immortal, starry; such alone could thus",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Weigh down thy nature. Hast thou sinn’d in aught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Offensive to the heavenly powers? Caught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A Paphian dove upon a message sent?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy deathful bow against some deer-herd bent,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sacred to Dian? Haply, thou hast seen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her naked limbs among the alders green;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And that, alas! is death! No, I can trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Something more high perplexing in thy face!”",
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   {
    "text": "Endymion look’d at her, and press’d her hand,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "And said, “Art thou so pale, who wast so bland",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And merry in our meadows? How is this?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tell me thine ailment: tell me all amiss!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah! thou hast been unhappy at the change",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wrought suddenly in me. What indeed more strange?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or more complete to overwhelm surmise?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ambition is no sluggard: ’tis no prize,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That toiling years would put within my grasp,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I have sigh’d for: with so deadly gasp",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No man e’er panted for a mortal love.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So all have set my heavier grief above",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These things which happen. Rightly have they done:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I, who still saw the horizontal sun",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Heave his broad shoulder o’er the edge of the world,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Out-facing Lucifer, and then had hurl’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My spear aloft, as signal for the chase⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I, who, for very sport of heart, would race",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With my own steed from Araby; pluck down",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A vulture from his towery perching; frown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A lion into growling, loth retire⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To lose, at once, all my toil-breeding fire,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sink thus low! but I will ease my breast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of secret grief, here in this bowery nest.",
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   {
    "text": "“This river does not see the naked sky,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Till it begins to progress silverly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Around the western border of the wood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whence, from a certain spot, its winding flood",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seems at the distance like a crescent moon:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And in that nook, the very pride of June,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had I been used to pass my weary eves;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The rather for the sun unwilling leaves",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So dear a picture of his sovereign power,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I could witness his most kingly hour,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When he doth tighten up the golden reins,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And paces leisurely down amber plains",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His snorting four. Now when his chariot last",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its beams against the zodiac-lion cast,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "There blossom’d suddenly a magic bed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of sacred ditamy, and poppies red:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which I wondered greatly, knowing well",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That but one night had wrought this flowery spell;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, sitting down close by, began to muse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What it might mean. Perhaps, thought I, Morpheus,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In passing here, his owlet pinions shook;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or, it may be, ere matron Night uptook",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her ebon urn, young Mercury, by stealth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had dipt his rod in it: such garland wealth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came not by common growth. Thus on I thought,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until my head was dizzy and distraught.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moreover, through the dancing poppies stole",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And shaping visions all about my sight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of colours, wings, and bursts of spangly light;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The which became more strange, and strange, and dim,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then were gulf’d in a tumultuous swim:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then I fell asleep. Ah, can I tell",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The enchantment that afterwards befell?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet it was but a dream: yet such a dream",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That never tongue, although it overteem",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With mellow utterance, like a cavern spring,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could figure out and to conception bring",
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   },
   {
    "text": "All I beheld and felt. Methought I lay",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Watching the zenith, where the milky way",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Among the stars in virgin splendour pours;",
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   {
    "text": "And travelling my eye, until the doors",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heaven appear’d to open for my flight,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I became loth and fearful to alight",
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   },
   {
    "text": "From such high soaring by a downward glance:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So kept me steadfast in that airy trance,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Spreading imaginary pinions wide.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When, presently, the stars began to glide,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And faint away, before my eager view:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which I sigh’d that I could not pursue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And dropt my vision to the horizon’s verge;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And lo! from opening clouds, I saw emerge",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The loveliest moon, that ever silver’d o’er",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A shell for Neptune’s goblet; she did soar",
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   },
   {
    "text": "So passionately bright, my dazzled soul",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Commingling with her argent spheres did roll",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Through clear and cloudy, even when she went",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At last into a dark and vapoury tent⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whereat, methought, the lidless-eyed train",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of planets all were in the blue again.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To commune with those orbs, once more I raised",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My sight right upward: but it was quite dazed",
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   },
   {
    "text": "By a bright something, sailing down apace,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Making me quickly veil my eyes and face:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Again I look’d, and, O ye deities,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who from Olympus watch our destinies!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whence that completed form of all completeness?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whence came that high perfection of all sweetness?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Speak, stubborn earth, and tell me where, O where",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hast thou a symbol of her golden hair?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not oat-sheaves drooping in the western sun;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not⁠—thy soft hand, fair sister! let me shun",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such follying before thee⁠—yet she had,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Indeed, locks bright enough to make me mad;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And they were simply gordian’d up and braided,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Leaving, in naked comeliness, unshaded,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her pearl round ears, white neck, and orbed brow;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The which were blended in, I know not how,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With such a paradise of lips and eyes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Blush-tinted cheeks, half-smiles, and faintest sighs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That, when I think thereon, my spirit clings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And plays about its fancy, till the stings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of human neighbourhood envenom all.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unto what awful power shall I call?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To what high fane?⁠—Ah! see her hovering feet,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More bluely vein’d, more soft, more whitely sweet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than those of sea-born Venus, when she rose",
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   },
   {
    "text": "From out her cradle shell. The wind out-blows",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis blue, and over-spangled with a million",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of little eyes, as though thou wert to shed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over the darkest, lushest bluebell bed,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Handfuls of daisies.”⁠—“Endymion, how strange!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Dream within dream!”⁠—“She took an airy range,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then, towards me, like a very maid,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came blushing, waning, willing, and afraid,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And press’d me by the hand: Ah! ’twas too much;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Methought I fainted at the charmed touch,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet held my recollection, even as one",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who dives three fathoms where the waters run",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Gurgling in beds of coral: for anon,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I felt upmounted in that region",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where falling stars dart their artillery forth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And eagles struggle with the buffeting north",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That balances the heavy meteor-stone;⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Felt too, I was not fearful, nor alone,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But lapp’d and lull’d along the dangerous sky.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Soon, as it seem’d, we left our journeying high,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And straightway into frightful eddies swoop’d;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such as ay muster where gray time has scoop’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Huge dens and caverns in a mountain’s side:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There hollow sounds aroused me, and I sigh’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To faint once more by looking on my bliss⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I was distracted; madly did I kiss",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The wooing arms which held me, and did give",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My eyes at once to death: but ’twas to live,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To take in draughts of life from the gold fount",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of kind and passionate looks; to count, and count",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The moments, by some greedy help that seem’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A second self, that each might be redeem’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And plunder’d of its load of blessedness.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, desperate mortal! I ev’n dared to press",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Her very cheek against my crowned lip,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And, at that moment, felt my body dip",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into a warmer air: a moment more,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Our feet were soft in flowers. There was store",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of newest joys upon that alp. Sometimes",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A scent of violets, and blossoming limes,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Loiter’d around us; then of honey cells,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Made delicate from all white-flower bells;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And once, above the edges of our nest,",
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   {
    "text": "An arch face peep’d,⁠—an Oread as I guess’d.",
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   {
    "text": "“Why did I dream that sleep o’erpower’d me",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In midst of all this heaven? Why not see,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Far off, the shadows of his pinions dark,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And stare them from me? But no, like a spark",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That needs must die, although its little beam",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Reflects upon a diamond, my sweet dream",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Fell into nothing⁠—into stupid sleep.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so it was, until a gentle creep,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A careful moving caught my waking ears,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And up I started: Ah! my sighs, my tears,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My clenched hands;⁠—for lo! the poppies hung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dew-dabbled on their stalks, the ouzel sung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A heavy ditty, and the sullen day",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had chidden herald Hesperus away,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With leaden looks: the solitary breeze",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bluster’d, and slept, and its wild self did tease",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With wayward melancholy; and I thought,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Mark me, Peona! that sometimes it brought",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Faint fare-thee-wells, and sigh-shrillcd adieus!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away I wander’d⁠—all the pleasant hues",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heaven and earth had faded: deepest shades",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were deepest dungeons; heaths and sunny glades",
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   {
    "text": "Were full of pestilent light; our taintless rills",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seem’d sooty, and o’erspread with upturn’d gills",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of dying fish; the vermeil rose had blown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In frightful scarlet, and its thorns outgrown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like spiked aloe. If an innocent bird",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before my heedless footsteps stirr’d, and stirr’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In little journeys, I beheld in it",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A disguised demon, missioned to knit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My soul with under darkness; to entice",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My stumblings down some monstrous precipice:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Therefore I eager follow’d, and did curse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The disappointment. Time, that aged nurse,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rock’d me to patience. Now, thank gentle heaven!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These things, with all their comfortings, are given",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To my down-sunken hours, and with thee,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet sister, help to stem the ebbing sea",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of weary life.”",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "Thus ended he, and both",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Sat silent: for the maid was very loth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To answer; feeling well that breathed words",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would all be lost, unheard, and vain as swords",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Against the enchased crocodile, or leaps",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of grasshoppers against the sun. She weeps,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And wonders; struggles to devise some blame;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To put on such a look as would say, Shame",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On this poor weakness! but, for all her strife,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She could as soon have crush’d away the life",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From a sick dove. At length, to break the pause,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She said with trembling chance: “Is this the cause?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This all? Yet it is strange, and sad, alas!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That one who through this middle earth should pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Most like a sojourning demi-god, and leave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His name upon the harp-string, should achieve",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No higher bard than simple maidenhood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Singing alone, and fearfully,⁠—how the blood",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Left his young cheek; and how he used to stray",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He knew not where; and how he would say, nay,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If any said ’twas love: and yet ’twas love;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What could it be but love? How a ringdove",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let fall a sprig of yew-tree in his path;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And how he died: and then, that love doth scathe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The gentle heart, as northern blasts do roses;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then the ballad of his sad life closes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With sighs, and an alas!⁠—Endymion!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be rather in the trumpet’s mouth,⁠—anon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Among the winds at large⁠—that all may hearken!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Although, before the crystal heavens darken,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I watch and dote upon the silver lakes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pictured in western cloudiness, that takes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The semblance of gold rocks and bright gold sands,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Islands, and creeks, and amber-fretted strands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With horses prancing o’er them, palaces",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And towers of amethyst,⁠—would I so tease",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My pleasant days, because I could not mount",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into those regions? The Morphean fount",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of that fine element that visions, dreams,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And fitful whims of sleep are made of, streams",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into its airy channels with so subtle,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So thin a breathing, not the spider’s shuttle,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Circled a million times within the space",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of a swallow’s nest-door, could delay a trace,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A tinting of its quality: how light",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Must dreams themselves be; seeing they’re more slight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than the mere nothing that engenders them!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then wherefore sully the entrusted gem",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of high and noble life with thoughts so sick?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why pierce high-fronted honour to the quick",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For nothing but a dream?” Hereat the youth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Look’d up: a conflicting of shame and ruth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was in his plaited brow: yet his eyelids",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Widen’d a little, as when Zephyr bids",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A little breeze to creep between the fans",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of careless butterflies: amid his pains",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He seem’d to taste a drop of manna-dew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Full palatable; and a colour grew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon his cheek, while thus he lifeful spake.",
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   {
    "text": "“Peona! ever have I long’d to slake",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My thirst for the world’s praises: nothing base,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No merely slumberous phantasm, could unlace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The stubborn canvas for my voyage prepared⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Though now ’tis tatter’d; leaving my bark bared",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sullenly drifting: yet my higher hope",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is of too wide, too rainbow-large a scope,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To fret at myriads of earthly wrecks.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our ready minds to fellowship divine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A fellowship with essence; till we shine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Full alchemized, and free of space. Behold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The clear religion of heaven! Fold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A rose leaf round thy finger’s taperness,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And soothe thy lips: hist, when the airy stress",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of music’s kiss impregnates the free winds,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And with a sympathetic touch unbinds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Æolian magic from their lucid wombs:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then old songs waken from enclouded tombs;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Old ditties sigh above their father’s grave;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ghosts of melodious prophesyings rave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Round every spot where trod Apollo’s foot;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bronze clarions awake, and faintly bruit,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where long ago a giant battle was;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, from the turf, a lullaby doth pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In every place where infant Orpheus slept.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Feel we these things?⁠—that moment have we stept",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into a sort of oneness, and our state",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is like a floating spirit’s. But there are",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Richer entanglements, enthralments far",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More self-destroying, leading, by degrees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To the chief intensity: the crown of these",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is made of love and friendship, and sits high",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon the forehead of humanity.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "All its more ponderous and bulky worth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is friendship, whence there ever issues forth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A steady splendour; but at the tip-top,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There hangs by unseen film, an orbed drop",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of light, and that is love: its influence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thrown in our eyes genders a novel sense,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which we start and fret: till in the end,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Melting into its radiance, we blend,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Mingle, and so become a part of it,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor with aught else can our souls interknit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So wingedly: when we combine therewith,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Life’s self is nourish’d by its proper pith,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And we are nurtured like a pelican brood.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, so delicious is the unsating food,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That men, who might have tower’d in the van",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of all the congregated world, to fan",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And winnow from the coming step of time",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All chaff of custom, wipe away all slime",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Left by men-slugs and human serpentry,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have been content to let occasion die,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whilst they did sleep in love’s Elysium.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, truly, I would rather be struck dumb,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than speak against this ardent listlessness:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For I have ever thought that it might bless",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The world with benefits unknowingly;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As does the nightingale, up-perched high,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And cloister’d among cool and bunched leaves⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She sings but to her love, nor e’er conceives",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How tiptoe Night holds back her dark-gray hood.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Just so may love, although ’tis understood",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The mere commingling of passionate breath,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Produce more than our searching witnesseth:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What I know not: but who, of men, can tell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To melting pulp, that fish would have bright mail,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The earth its dower of river, wood, and vale,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The meadows runnels, runnels pebble-stones",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The seed its harvest, or the lute its tones,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tones ravishment, or ravishment its sweet,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If human souls did never kiss and greet?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Now, if this earthly love has power to make",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Men’s being mortal, immortal; to shake",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ambition from their memories, and brim",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their measure of content; what merest whim,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seems all this poor endeavour after fame,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To one, who keeps within his steadfast aim",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A love immortal, an immortal too.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Look not so wilder’d; for these things are true",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And never can be born of atomies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That buzz about our slumbers, like brain-flies,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Leaving us fancy-sick. No, no, I’m sure,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My restless spirit never could endure",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To brood so long upon one luxury,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unless it did, though fearfully, espy",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My sayings will the less obscured seem",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When I have told thee how my waking sight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has made me scruple whether that same night",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was pass’d in dreaming. Hearken, sweet Peona!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beyond the matron-temple of Latona,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Which we should see but for these darkening boughs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lies a deep hollow, from whose ragged brows",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bushes and trees do lean all round athwart,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And meet so nearly, that with wings outraught,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And spreaded tail, a vulture could not glide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Past them, but he must brush on every side.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some moulder’d steps lead into this cool cell,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Far as the slabbed margin of a well,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whose patient level peeps its crystal eye",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Right upward, through the bushes, to the sky.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Oft have I brought thee flowers, on their stalks set",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like vestal primroses, but dark velvet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Edges them round, and they have golden pits:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas there I got them, from the gaps and slits",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In a mossy stone, that sometimes was my seat,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When all above was faint with mid-day heat.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And there in strife no burning thoughts to heed,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’d bubble up the water through a reed;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So reaching back to boyhood: make me ships",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of moulted feathers, touchwood, alder chips,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With leaves stuck in them; and the Neptune be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of their petty ocean. Oftener, heavily,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When lovelorn hours had left me less a child,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sat contemplating the figures wild",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of o’erhead clouds melting the mirror through.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon a day, while thus I watch’d, by flew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A cloudy Cupid, with his bow and quiver;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So plainly character’d, no breeze would shiver",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The happy chance: so happy, I was fain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To follow it upon the open plain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, therefore, was just going; when, behold!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A wonder, fair as any I have told⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The same bright face I tasted in my sleep,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Smiling in the clear well. My heart did leap",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the cool depth.⁠—It moved as if to flee⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I started up, when lo! refreshfully,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There came upon my face, in plenteous showers,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dew-drops, and dewy buds, and leaves, and flowers,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wrapping all objects from my smother’d sight,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bathing my spirit in a new delight.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, such a breathless honey-feel of bliss",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alone preserved me from the drear abyss",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of death, for the fair form had gone again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Clings cruelly to us, like the gnawing sloth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On the deer’s tender haunches: late, and loth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis scared away by slow returning pleasure.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How sickening, how dark the dreadful leisure",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of weary days, made deeper exquisite,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By a foreknowledge of unslumbrous night!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like sorrow came upon me, heavier still,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than when I wander’d from the poppy hill:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And a whole age of lingering moments crept",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sluggishly by, ere more contentment swept",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away at once the deadly yellow spleen.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes, thrice have I this fair enchantment seen;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Once more been tortured with renewed life.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When last the wintry gusts gave over strife",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With the conquering sun of spring, and left the skies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warm and serene, but yet with moisten’d eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In pity of the shatter’d infant buds,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That time thou didst adorn, with amber studs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My hunting cap, because I laugh’d and smiled,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Chatted with thee, and many days exiled",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All torment from my breast;⁠—’twas even then,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Straying about, yet coop’d up in the den",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of helpless discontent,⁠—hurling my lance",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From place to place, and following at chance,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At last, by hap, through some young trees it struck,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, plashing among bedded pebbles, stuck",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In the middle of a brook,⁠—whose silver ramble",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Down twenty little falls through reeds and bramble,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tracing along, it brought me to a cave,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whence it ran brightly forth, and white did lave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The nether sides of mossy stones and rock,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Mong which it gurgled blithe adieus, to mock",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its own sweet grief at parting. Overhead,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hung a lush screen of drooping weeds, and spread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thick, as to curtain up some wood-nymph’s home.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "‘Ah! impious mortal, whither do I roam!’",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Said I, low-voiced: ‘Ah, whither! ’Tis the grot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Proserpine, when Hell, obscure and hot,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Doth her resign; and where her tender hands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She dabbles, on the cool and sluicy sands:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or ’tis the cell of Echo, where she sits,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And babbles thorough silence, till her wits",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are gone in tender madness, and anon,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Faints into sleep, with many a dying tone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of sadness. O that she would take my vows,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And breathe them sighingly among the boughs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To sue her gentle ears for whose fair head,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Daily, I pluck sweet flowerets from their bed,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And weave them dyingly⁠—send honey-whispers",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Round every leaf, that all those gentle lispers",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "May sigh my love unto her pitying!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O charitable Echo! hear, and sing",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This ditty to her!⁠—tell her’⁠—So I stay’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My foolish tongue, and listening, half afraid,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stood stupefied with my own empty folly,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And blushing for the freaks of melancholy.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Salt tears were coming, when I heard my name",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Most fondly lipp’d, and then these accents came:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "‘Endymion! the cave is secreter",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than the isle of Delos. Echo hence shall stir",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No sighs but sigh-warm kisses, or light noise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of thy combing hand, the while it travelling cloys",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And trembles through my labyrinthine hair.’",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At that oppress’d, I hurried in.⁠—Ah! where",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are those swift moments? Whither are they fled?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’ll smile no more, Peona; nor will wed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sorrow, the way to death; but patiently",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bear up against it: so farewell, sad sigh;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And come instead demurest meditation,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To occupy me wholly, and to fashion",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My pilgrimage for the world’s dusky brink,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No more will I count over, link by link,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My chain of grief: no longer strive to find",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A half-forgetfulness in mountain wind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Blustering about my ears: aye, thou shalt see,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dearest of sisters, what my life shall be;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What a calm round of hours shall make my days.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There is a paly flame of hope that plays",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where’er I look; but yet, I’ll say ’tis naught⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And here I bid it die. Have not I caught,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Already, a more healthy countenance?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By this the sun is setting; we may chance",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Meet some of our near-dwellers with my car.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
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   {
    "text": "This said, he rose, faint-smiling like a star",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Through autumn mists, and took Peona’s hand:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They stept into the boat, and launch’d from land.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "O sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm!",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And shadowy, through the mist of passed years:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For others, good or bad, hatred and tears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have become indolent; but touching thine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One sigh doth echo, one poor sob doth pine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One kiss brings honey-dew from buried days.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The woes of Troy, towers smothering o’er their blaze,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stiff-holden shields, far-piercing spears, keen blades,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Struggling, and blood, and shrieks⁠—all dimly fades",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into some backward corner of the brain;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet, in our very souls, we feel amain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The close of Troïlus and Cressid sweet.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hence, pageant history! hence, gilded cheat!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swart planet in the universe of deeds!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Along the pebbled shore of memory!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Many old rotten-timber’d boats there be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon thy vaporous bosom, magnified",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And golden-keel’d, is left unlaunch’d and dry.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But wherefore this? What care, though owl did fly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About the great Athenian admiral’s mast?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What care, though striding Alexander past",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Indus with his Macedonian numbers?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Though old Ulysses tortured from his slumbers",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The glutted Cyclops, what care?⁠—Juliet leaning",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Amid her window-flowers,⁠—sighing,⁠—weaning",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tenderly her fancy from its maiden snow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Doth more avail than these; the silver flow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Hero’s tears, the swoon of Imogen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fair Pastorella in the bandit’s den,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are things to brood on with more ardency",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than the death-day of empires. Fearfully",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Must such conviction come upon his head,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who, thus far, discontent, has dared to tread,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Without one muse’s smile, or kind behest,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The path of love and poesy. But rest,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In chafing restlessness, is yet more drear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than to be crush’d, in striving to uprear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Love’s standard on the battlements of song.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So once more days and nights aid me along,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like legion’d soldiers.",
    "indent": 0
   }
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   {
    "text": "Brain-sick shepherd-prince,",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "What promise hast thou faithful guarded since",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The day of sacrifice? Or, have new sorrows",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Come with the constant dawn upon thy morrows?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alas! ’tis his old grief. For many days,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has he been wandering in uncertain ways:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through wilderness, and woods of mossed oaks;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Counting his woe-worn minutes, by the strokes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of the lone wood-cutter; and listening still,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hour after hour, to each lush-leaved rill.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now he is sitting by a shady spring,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And elbow-deep with feverous fingering",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stems the upbursting cold: a wild rose tree",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pavilions him in bloom, and he doth see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A bud which snares his fancy: lo! but now",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He plucks it, dips its stalk in the water: how!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It swells, it buds, it flowers beneath his sight;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, in the middle, there is softly pight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A golden butterfly; upon whose wings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There must be surely character’d strange things,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For with wide eye he wonders, and smiles oft.",
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   {
    "text": "Lightly this little herald flew aloft,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Follow’d by glad Endymion’s clasped hands:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Onward it flies. From languor’s sullen bands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His limbs are loosed, and eager, on he hies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dazzled to trace it in the sunny skies.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It seem’d lie flew, the way so easy was;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And like a new-born spirit did he pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the green evening quiet in the sun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O’er many a heath, through many a woodland dun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The summer time away. One track unseams",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A wooded cleft, and, far away, the blue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of ocean fades upon him; then, anew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He sinks adown a solitary glen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where there was never sound of mortal men,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Saving, perhaps, some snow-light cadences",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Melting to silence, when upon the breeze",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some holy bark let forth an anthem sweet,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To cheer itself to Delphi. Still his feet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Went swift beneath the merry-winged guide,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until it reach’d a splashing fountain’s side",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That, near a cavern’s mouth, for ever pour’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unto the temperate air: then high it soar’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, downward, suddenly began to dip,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As if, athirst with so much toil, ’twould sip",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The crystal spout-head: so it did, with touch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Most delicate, as though afraid to smutch,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even with mealy gold, the waters clear.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But, at that very touch, to disappear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So fairy-quick, was strange! Bewildered,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion sought around, and shook each bed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of covert flowers in vain; and then he flung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Himself along the grass. What gentle tongue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What whisperer, disturb’d his gloomy rest?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It was a nymph uprisen to the breast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In the fountain’s pebbly margin, and she stood",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Mong lilies, like the youngest of the brood.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To him her dripping hand she softly kist,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And anxiously began to plait and twist",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her ringlets round her fingers, saying: “Youth!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Too long, alas, hast thou starved on the ruth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The bitterness of love: too long indeed,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seeing thou art so gentle. Could I weed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The soul of care, by heavens, I would offer",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All the bright riches of my crystal coffer,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Amphitrite; all my clear-eyed fish,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Golden, or rainbow-sided, or purplish,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Vermilion-tail’d, or finn’d with silvery gauze;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yea, or my veined pebble-floor, that draws",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A virgin light to the deep; my grotto-sands,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tawny and gold, oozed slowly from far lands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By my diligent springs: my level lilies, shells,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My charming rod, my potent river spells;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes, every thing, even to the pearly cup",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Meander gave me,⁠—for I bubbled up",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To fainting creatures in a desert wild.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But woe is me, I am but as a child",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To gladden thee; and all I dare to say,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is, that I pity thee; that on this day",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’ve been thy guide; that thou must wander far",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In other regions, past the scanty bar",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To mortal steps, before thou canst be ta’en",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From every wasting sigh, from every pain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the gentle bosom of thy love.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why it is thus, one knows in heaven above:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But, a poor Naiad, I guess not. Farewell!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I have a ditty for my hollow cell.”",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "Hereat she vanish’d from Endymion’s gaze,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Who brooded o’er the water in amaze:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The dashing fount pour’d on, and where its pool",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lay, half asleep, in grass and rushes cool,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Quick waterflies and gnats were sporting still,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And fish were dimpling, as if good nor ill",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had fallen out that hour. The wanderer,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Holding his forehead to keep off the burr",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of smothering fancies, patiently sat down;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, while beneath the evening’s sleepy frown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Glowworms began to trim their starry lamps,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus breathed he to himself: “Whoso encamps",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To take a fancied city of delight,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O what a wretch is he! and when ’tis his,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "After long toil and travelling, to miss",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The kernel of his hopes, how more than vile:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet, for him there’s refreshment even in toil:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Another city doth he set about,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Free from the smallest pebble-bead of doubt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That he will seize on trickling honey-combs:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alas, he finds them dry; and then he foams,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And onward to another city speeds.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But this is human life: the war, the deeds,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The disappointment, the anxiety,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Imagination’s struggles, far and nigh,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All human; bearing in themselves this good,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That they are still the air, the subtle food,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To make us feel existence, and to show",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How quiet death is. Where soil is, men grow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whether to weeds or flowers; but for me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There is no depth to strike in: I can see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Naught earthly worth my compassing; so stand",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon a misty, jutting head of land⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alone? No, no; and by the Orphean lute,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When mad Eurydice is listening to ’t,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’d rather stand upon this misty peak,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With not a thing to sigh for, or to seek,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But the soft shadow of my thrice seen love,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than be⁠—I care not what. O meekest dove",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heaven! O Cynthia, ten times bright and fair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From thy blue throne, now filling all the air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Glance but one little beam of temper’d light",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into my bosom, that the dreadful night",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And tyranny of love be somewhat scared!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet do not so, sweet queen; one torment spared,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Would give a pang to jealous misery,",
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   {
    "text": "Worse than the torment’s self: but rather tie",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Large wings upon my shoulders, and point out",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My love’s far dwelling. Though the playful rout",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Cupids shun thee, too divine art thou,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Too keen in beauty, for thy silver prow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Not to have dipp’d in love’s most gentle stream.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "O be propitious, nor severely deem",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My madness impious; for, by all the stars",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That tend thy bidding, I do think the bars",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That kept my spirit in are burst⁠—that I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Am sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How beautiful thou art! The world how deep!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How tremulous-dazzlingly the wheels sweep",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Around their axle! Then these gleaming reins,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How lithe! When this thy chariot attains",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Its airy goal, haply some bower veils",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Those twilight eyes? Those eyes!⁠—my spirit fails⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Dear goddess, help! or the wide gaping air",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will gulf me⁠—help!”⁠—At this, with madden’d stare,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And lifted hands, and trembling lips, he stood;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Like old Deucalion mountain’d o’er the flood,",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Or blind Orion hungry for the morn.",
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   {
    "text": "And, but from the deep cavern there was borne",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A voice, he had been froze to senseless stone;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Nor sigh of his, nor plaint, nor passion’d moan",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had more been heard. Thus swell’d it forth: “Descend,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Young mountaineer! descend where alleys bend",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into the sparry hollows of the world!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Oft hast thou seen bolts of the thunder hurl’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As from thy threshold; day by day hast been",
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   {
    "text": "A little lower than the chilly sheen",
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   {
    "text": "Of icy pinnacles, and dipp’dst thine arms",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into the deadening ether that still charms",
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   {
    "text": "Their marble being: now, as deep profound",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As those are high, descend! He ne’er is crown’d",
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   {
    "text": "With immortality, who fears to follow",
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   {
    "text": "Where airy voices lead: so through the hollow,",
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   {
    "text": "The silent mysteries of earth, descend!”",
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    "text": "He heard but the last words, nor could contend",
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   {
    "text": "One moment in reflection: for he fled",
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   {
    "text": "Into the fearful deep, to hide his head",
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   {
    "text": "From the clear moon, the trees, and coming madness.",
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    "text": "’Twas far too strange, and wonderful for sadness;",
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   {
    "text": "Sharpening, by degrees, his appetite",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To dive into the deepest. Dark, nor light,",
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   {
    "text": "The region; nor bright, nor sombre wholly,",
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   {
    "text": "But mingled up; a gleaming melancholy;",
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   {
    "text": "A dusky empire and its diadems;",
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   {
    "text": "One faint eternal eventide of gems.",
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   {
    "text": "Aye, millions sparkled on a vein of gold,",
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   {
    "text": "Along whose track the prince quick footsteps told,",
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   {
    "text": "With all its lines abrupt and angular:",
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   {
    "text": "Out-shooting sometimes, like a meteor-star,",
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   {
    "text": "Through a vast antre; then the metal woof,",
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   {
    "text": "Like Vulcan’s rainbow, with some monstrous roof",
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   {
    "text": "Curves hugely: now, far in the deep abyss,",
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   {
    "text": "It seems an angry lightning, and doth hiss",
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   {
    "text": "Fancy into belief: anon it leads",
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   {
    "text": "Through winding passages, where sameness breeds",
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   {
    "text": "Vexing conceptions of some sudden change;",
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   {
    "text": "Whether to silver grots, or giant range",
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   {
    "text": "Of sapphire columns, or fantastic bridge",
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   {
    "text": "Athwart a flood of crystal. On a ridge",
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   {
    "text": "Now fareth he, that o’er the vast beneath",
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   {
    "text": "Towers like an ocean-cliff, and whence he seeth",
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   {
    "text": "A hundred waterfalls, whose voices come",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But as the murmuring surge. Chilly and numb",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "His bosom grew, when first he, far away,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Descried an orbed diamond, set to fray",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Old Darkness from his throne: ’twas like the sun",
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   {
    "text": "Uprisen o’er chaos: and with such a stun",
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   {
    "text": "Came the amazement, that, absorb’d in it,",
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   {
    "text": "He saw not fiercer wonders⁠—past the wit",
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   {
    "text": "Of any spirit to tell, but one of those",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Who, when this planet’s sphering time doth close",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will be its high remembrancers: who they?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The mighty ones who have made eternal day",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For Greece and England. While astonishment",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "With deep-drawn sighs was quieting, he went",
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   {
    "text": "Into a marble gallery, passing through",
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   {
    "text": "A mimic temple, so complete and true",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "In sacred custom, that he well nigh fear’d",
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   {
    "text": "To search it inwards; whence far off appear’d,",
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   {
    "text": "Through a long pillar’d vista, a fair shrine,",
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   {
    "text": "And, just beyond, on light tiptoe divine,",
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   {
    "text": "A quiver’d Dian. Stepping awfully,",
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   {
    "text": "The youth approach’d; oft turning his veil’d eye",
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   {
    "text": "Down sidelong aisles, and into niches old:",
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   {
    "text": "And when, more near against the marble cold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He had touch’d his forehead, he began to thread",
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   {
    "text": "All courts and passages, where silence dead,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Roused by his whispering footsteps, murmur’d faint:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And long he traversed to and fro, to acquaint",
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   {
    "text": "Himself with every mystery, and awe;",
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   {
    "text": "Till, weary, he sat down before the maw",
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   {
    "text": "Of a wide outlet, fathomless and dim,",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "To wild uncertainty and shadows grim.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There, when new wonders ceased to float before,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thoughts of self came on, how crude and sore",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The journey homeward to habitual self!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A mad pursuing of the fog-born elf,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whose flitting lantern, through rude nettle-brier,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Cheats us into a swamp, into a fire,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into the bosom of a hated thing.",
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    "text": "What misery most drowningly doth sing",
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   {
    "text": "In lone Endymion’s ear, now he has raught",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The goal of consciousness? Ah, ’tis the thought,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The deadly feel of solitude: for lo!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He cannot see the heavens, nor the flow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of rivers, nor hill-flowers running wild",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In pink and purple chequer, nor, up-piled,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The cloudy rack slow journeying in the west,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like herded elephants; nor felt, nor prest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cool grass, nor tasted the fresh slumberous air;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But far from such companionship to wear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "An unknown time, surcharged with grief, away,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was now his lot. And must he patient stay,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tracing fantastic figures with his spear?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“No!” exclaim’d he, “why should I tarry here?”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No! loudly echoed times innumerable.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which he straightway started, and ’gan tell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His paces back into the temple’s chief;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warming and glowing strong in the belief",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of help from Dian: so that when again",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He caught her airy form, thus did he plain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moving more near the while: “O Haunter chaste",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of river sides, and woods, and heathy waste,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where with thy silver bow and arrows keen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Art thou now forested? O woodland Queen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What smoothest air thy smoother forehead woos?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where dost thou listen to the wide halloos",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of thy disparted nymphs? Through what dark tree",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Glimmers thy crescent? Wheresoe’er it be,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis in the breath of heaven: thou dost taste",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Freedom as none can taste it, nor dost waste",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy loveliness in dismal elements;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But, finding in our green earth sweet contents,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There livest blissfully. Ah, if to thee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It feels Elysian, how rich to me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "An exiled mortal, sounds its pleasant name!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Within my breast there lives a choking flame⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me cool ’t the zephyr-boughs among!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A homeward fever parches up my tongue⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me slake it at the running springs!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon my ear a noisy nothing rings⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me once more hear the linnet’s note!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Before mine eyes thick films and shadows float⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me ’noint them with the heaven’s light!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dost thou now lave thy feet and ankles white?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O think how sweet to me the freshening sluice!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dost thou now please thy thirst with berry-juice?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O think how this dry palate would rejoice!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If in soft slumber thou dost hear my voice,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O think how I should love a bed of flowers!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young goddess! let me see my native bowers!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Deliver me from this rapacious deep!”",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "Thus ending loudly, as he would o’erleap",
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   },
   {
    "text": "His destiny, alert he stood: but when",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Obstinate silence came heavily again,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Feeling about for its old couch of space",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And airy cradle, lowly bow’d his face,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Desponding, o’er the marble floor’s cold thrill.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But ’twas not long; for, sweeter than the rill",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To its old channel, or a swollen tide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To margin sallows, were the leaves he spied,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And flowers, and wreaths, and ready myrtle crowns",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upheaping through the slab: refreshment drowns",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Itself, and strives its own delights to hide⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor in one spot alone; the floral pride",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In a long whispering birth enchanted grew",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Before his footsteps; as when heaved anew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Old ocean rolls a lengthened wave to the shore,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Down whose green back the short-lived foam, all hoar,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bursts gradual, with a wayward indolence.",
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   {
    "text": "Increasing still in heart, and pleasant sense,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Upon his fairy journey on he hastes;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So anxious for the end, he scarcely wastes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One moment with his hand among the sweets:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Onward he goes⁠—he stops⁠—his bosom beats",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As plainly in his ear, as the faint charm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of which the throbs were born. This still alarm,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This sleepy music, forced him walk tiptoe:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For it came more softly than the east could blow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Arion’s magic to the Atlantic isles;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or than the west, made jealous by the smiles",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of throned Apollo, could breathe back the lyre",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To seas Ionian and Tyrian.",
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   {
    "text": "O did he ever live, that lonely man,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Who loved⁠—and music slew not? ’Tis the pest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That things of delicate and tenderest worth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are swallow’d all, and made a seared dearth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By one consuming flame: it doth immerse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And suffocate true blessings in a curse.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Half-happy, by comparison of bliss,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is miserable. ’Twas even so with this",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dew-dropping melody, in the Carian’s ear;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "First heaven, then hell, and then forgotten clear,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Vanish’d in elemental passion.",
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   {
    "text": "And down some swart abysm he had gone,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Had not a heavenly guide benignant led",
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   {
    "text": "To where thick myrtle branches, ’gainst his head",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Brushing, awakened: then the sounds again",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Went noiseless as a passing noontide rain",
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   {
    "text": "Over a bower, where little space he stood;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For as the sunset peeps into a wood,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "So saw he panting light, and towards it went",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Through winding alleys; and lo, wonderment!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Upon soft verdure saw, one here, one there,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Cupids a-slumbering on their pinions fair.",
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    "text": "After a thousand mazes overgone,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "At last, with sudden step, he came upon",
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   {
    "text": "A chamber, myrtle-wall’d, embower’d high,",
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   {
    "text": "Full of light, incense, tender minstrelsy,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And more of beautiful and strange beside:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For on a silken couch of rosy pride,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In midst of all, there lay a sleeping youth",
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   {
    "text": "Of fondest beauty; fonder, in fair sooth,",
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   {
    "text": "Than sighs could fathom, or contentment reach:",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "And coverlids gold-tinted like the peach,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or ripe October’s faded marigolds,",
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   {
    "text": "Fell sleek about him in a thousand folds⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Not hiding up an Apollonian curve",
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   {
    "text": "Of neck and shoulder, nor the tenting swerve",
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   {
    "text": "Of knee from knee, nor ankles pointing light;",
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   {
    "text": "But rather, giving them to the fill’d sight",
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   {
    "text": "Officiously. Sideway his face reposed",
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   {
    "text": "On one white arm, and tenderly unclosed,",
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   {
    "text": "By tenderest pressure, a faint damask mouth",
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   {
    "text": "To slumbery pout; just as the morning south",
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   {
    "text": "Disparts a dew-lipp’d rose. Above his head,",
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   {
    "text": "Four lily stalks did their white honours wed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To make a coronal; and round him grew",
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   {
    "text": "All tendrils green, of every bloom and hue,",
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   {
    "text": "Together intertwin’d and trammell’d fresh:",
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   {
    "text": "The vine of glossy sprout; the ivy mesh,",
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    "text": "Shading its Ethiop berries; and woodbine,",
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   {
    "text": "Of velvet-leaves and bugle-blooms divine;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Convolvulus in streaked vases flush;",
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   {
    "text": "The creeper, mellowing for an autumn blush;",
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   {
    "text": "And virgin’s bower, trailing airily;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With others of the sisterhood. Hard by,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Stood serene Cupids watching silently.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "One, kneeling to a lyre, touch’d the strings,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Muffling to death the pathos with his wings;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, ever and anon, uprose to look",
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   {
    "text": "At the youth’s slumber; while another took",
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   {
    "text": "A willow bough, distilling odorous dew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And shook it on his hair; another flew",
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   {
    "text": "In through the woven roof, and fluttering-wise",
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   {
    "text": "Rain’d violets upon his sleeping eyes.",
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    "text": "At these enchantments, and yet many more,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The breathless Latmian wonder’d o’er and o’er;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until impatient in embarrassment,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He forthright pass’d, and lightly treading went",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To that same feather’d lyrist, who straightway,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Smiling, thus whisper’d: “Though from upper day",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art a wanderer, and thy presence here",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Might seem unholy, be of happy cheer!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For ’tis the nicest touch of human honour,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When some ethereal and high-favouring donor",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Presents immortal bowers to mortal sense;",
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   {
    "text": "As now ’tis done to thee, Endymion. Hence",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Was I in no wise startled. So recline",
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   {
    "text": "Upon these living flowers. Here is wine,",
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   {
    "text": "Alive with sparkles⁠—never, I aver,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Since Ariadne was a vintager,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So cool a purple: taste these juicy pears,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Sent me by sad Vertumnus, when his fears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were high about Pomona: here is cream.",
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   {
    "text": "Deepening to richness from a snowy gleam;",
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   {
    "text": "Sweeter than that nurse Amalthea skimm’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For the boy Jupiter: and here, undimm’d",
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   {
    "text": "By any touch, a bunch of blooming plums",
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   {
    "text": "Ready to melt between an infant’s gums:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And here is manna pick’d from Syrian trees.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In starlight, by the three Hesperides.",
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   {
    "text": "Feast on, and meanwhile I will let thee know",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of all these things around us.” He did so,",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Still brooding o’er the cadence of his lyre;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thus: “I need not any hearing tire",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "By telling how the sea-born goddess pined",
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   {
    "text": "For a mortal youth, and how she strove to bind",
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   {
    "text": "Him all in all unto her doating self.",
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   {
    "text": "Who would not be so prison’d? but, fond elf,",
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   {
    "text": "He was content to let her amorous plea",
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   {
    "text": "Faint through his careless arms; content to see",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "An unseized heaven dying at his feet;",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Content, O fool! to make a cold retreat,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "When on the pleasant grass such love, love-lorn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lay sorrowing; when every tear was born",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of diverse passion; when her lips and eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were closed in sullen moisture, and quick sighs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came vex’d and pettish through her nostrils small.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hush! no exclaim⁠—yet, justly might’st thou call",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Curses upon his head.⁠—I was half glad,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But my poor mistress went distract and mad,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When the boar tusk’d him: so away she flew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Jove’s high throne, and by her plainings drew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Immortal tear-drops down the thunderer’s beard.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whereon, it was decreed he should be rear’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Each summer-time to life. Lo! this is he,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That same Adonis, safe in the privacy",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of this still region all his winter-sleep.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, sleep; for when our love-sick queen did weep",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over his waned corse, the tremulous shower",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Heal’d up the wound, and, with a balmy power,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Medicined death to a lengthened drowsiness:",
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   {
    "text": "The which she fills with visions, and doth dress",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In all this quiet luxury; and hath set",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Us young immortals, without any let,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To watch his slumber through. ’Tis well nigh pass’d,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Even to a moment’s filling up, and fast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She scuds with summer breezes, to pant through",
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   {
    "text": "The first long kiss, warm firstling, to renew",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Embower’d sports in Cytherea’s isle.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Look! how those winged listeners all this while",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Stand anxious: see! behold!”⁠—This clamant word",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Broke through the careful silence; for they heard",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A rustling noise of leaves, and out there flutter’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pigeons and doves: Adonis something mutter’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The while one hand, that erst upon his thigh",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lay dormant, moved convulsed and gradually",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Up to his forehead. Then there was a hum",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of sudden voices, echoing, “Come! come!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Arise! awake! Clear summer has forth walk’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Unto the clover-sward, and she has talk’d",
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   {
    "text": "Full soothingly to every nested finch:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rise, Cupids! or we’ll give the bluebell pinch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To your dimpled arms. Once more sweet life begin!”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At this, from every side they hurried in,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rubbing their sleepy eyes with lazy wrists,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And doubling overhead their little fists",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In backward yawns. But all were soon alive:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For, as delicious wine doth, sparkling, dive",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In nectar’d clouds and curls through water fair,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So from the arbour roof down swell’d an air",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Odorous and enlivening; making all",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To laugh, and play, and sing, and loudly call",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For their sweet queen; when lo! the wreathed green",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Disparted, and far upward could be seen",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Blue heaven, and a silver car, air-borne,",
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   {
    "text": "Whose silent wheels, fresh wet from clouds of morn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Spun off a drizzling dew,⁠—which falling chill",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On soft Adonis’ shoulders, made him still",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nestle and turn uneasily about.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Soon were the white doves plain, with necks stretch’d out,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And silken traces lighten’d in descent;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And soon, returning from love’s banishment,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Queen Venus leaning downward open-arm’d:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her shadow fell upon his breast, and charm’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A tumult to his heart, and a new life",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into his eyes. Ah, miserable strife,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But for her comforting! unhappy sight,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But meeting her blue orbs! Who, who can write",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of these first minutes? The unchariest muse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To embracements warm as theirs makes coy excuse.",
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   {
    "text": "O it has ruffled every spirit there,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Saving Love’s self, who stands superb to share",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The general gladness: awfully he stands;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A sovereign quell is in his waving hands;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No sight can bear the lightning of his bow;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His quiver is mysterious, none can know",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What themselves think of it; from forth his eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There darts strange light of varied hues and dyes:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A scowl is sometimes on his brow, but who",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Look full upon it feel anon the blue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of his fair eyes run liquid through their souls.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion feels it, and no more controls",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The burning prayer within him; so, bent low,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He had begun a plaining of his woe.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But Venus, bending forward, said: “My child,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Favour this gentle youth; his days are wild",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With love⁠—he⁠—but alas! too well I see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou know’st the deepness of his misery.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, smile not so, my son: I tell thee true,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That when through heavy hours I used to rue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The endless sleep of this new-born Adon’,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This stranger ay I pitied. For upon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A dreary morning once I fled away",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the breezy clouds, to weep and pray",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For this my love: for vexing Mars had teased",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Me even to tears; thence, when a little eased,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Down-looking, vacant, through a hazy wood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I saw this youth as he despairing stood:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those same dark curls blown vagrant in the wind;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those same full fringed lids a constant blind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over his sullen eyes: I saw him throw",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Himself on wither’d leaves, even as though",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Death had come sudden; for no jot he moved,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet mutter’d wildly. I could hear he loved",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some fair immortal, and that his embrace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had zoned her through the night. There is no trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of this in heaven: I have mark’d each cheek,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And find it is the vainest thing to seek;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And that of all things ’tis kept secretest.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion! one day thou wilt be blest:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So still obey the guiding hand that fends",
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   {
    "text": "Thee safely through these wonders for sweet ends.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis a concealment needful in extreme;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And if I guessed not so, the sunny beam",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou shouldst mount up with me. Now adieu!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Here must we leave thee.”⁠—At these words upflew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The impatient doves, uprose the floating car,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Up went the hum celestial. High afar",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Latmian saw them minish into naught;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, when all were clear vanish’d, still he caught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A vivid lightning from that dreadful bow.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When all was darken’d, with Ætnean throe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The earth closed⁠—gave a solitary moan⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And left him once again in twilight lone.",
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    "text": "He did not rave, he did not stare aghast,",
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   {
    "text": "For all those visions were o’ergone, and past,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And he in loneliness: he felt assured",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of happy times, when all he had endured",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would seem a feather to the mighty prize.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So, with unusual gladness, on he hies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through caves, and palaces of mottled ore,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Gold dome, and crystal wall, and turquois floor,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Black polish’d porticoes of awful shade,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, at the last, a diamond balustrade,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Leading afar past wild magnificence,",
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   {
    "text": "Spiral through ruggedest loopholes, and thence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stretching across a void, then guiding o’er",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Enormous chasms, where, all foam and roar,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Streams subterranean tease their granite beds;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then heighten’d just above the silvery heads",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of a thousand fountains, so that he could dash",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The waters with his spear; but at the splash,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Done heedlessly, those spouting columns rose",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sudden a poplar’s height, and ’gan to enclose",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His diamond path with fretwork, streaming round",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alive, and dazzling cool, and with a sound,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Haply, like dolphin tumults, when sweet shells",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Welcome the float of Thetis. Long he dwells",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On this delight; for, every minute’s space,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The streams with changed magic interlace:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sometimes like delicatest lattices,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Cover’d with crystal vines; then weeping trees,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Moving about as in a gentle wind,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Which, in a wink, to watery gauze refined,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pour’d into shapes of curtain’d canopies,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Spangled, and rich with liquid broideries",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of flowers, peacocks, swans, and naiads fair.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swifter than lightning went these wonders rare;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then the water, into stubborn streams",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Collecting, mimick’d the wrought oaken beams,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Pillars, and frieze, and high fantastic roof,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of those dusk places in times far aloof",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cathedrals call’d. He bade a loth farewell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To these founts Protean, passing gulf, and dell,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And torrent, and ten thousand jutting shapes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Half seen through deepest gloom, and griesly gapes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Blackening on every side, and overhead",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A vaulted dome like Heaven’s, far bespread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With starlight gems: aye, all so huge and strange,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The solitary felt a hurried change",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Working within him into something dreary,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Vex’d like a morning eagle, lost, and weary,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And purblind amid foggy, midnight wolds.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But he revives at once: for who beholds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "New sudden things, nor casts his mental slough?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Forth from a rugged arch, in the dusk below,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came mother Cybele! alone⁠—alone⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In sombre chariot; dark foldings thrown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About her majesty, and front death-pale,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With turrets crown’d. Four maned lions hale",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The sluggish wheels; solemn their toothed maws,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their surly eyes brow-hidden, heavy paws",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Uplifted drowsily, and nervy tails",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cowering their tawny brushes. Silent sails",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This shadowy queen athwart, and faints away",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In another gloomy arch.",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Wherefore delay,",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Young traveller, in such a mournful place?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Art thou wayworn, or canst not further trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The diamond path? And does it indeed end",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Abrupt in middle air? Yet earthward bend",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy forehead, and to Jupiter cloud-borne",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Call ardently! He was indeed wayworn;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Abrupt, in middle air, his way was lost;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To cloud-borne Jove he bowed, and there crost",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards him a large eagle, ’twixt whose wings,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Without one impious word, himself he flings,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Committed to the darkness and the gloom:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Down, down, uncertain to what pleasant doom,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swift as a fathoming plummet down he fell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through unknown things; till exhaled asphodel,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And rose, with spicy fannings interbreathed,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came swelling forth where little caves were wreathed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So thick with leaves and mosses, that they seem’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Large honeycombs of green, and freshly teem’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With airs delicious. In the greenest nook",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The eagle landed him, and farewell took.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "It was a jasmine bower, all bestrown",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "With golden moss. His every sense had grown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ethereal for pleasure; ’bove his head",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Flew a delight half-graspable; his tread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was Hesperean; to his capable ears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Silence was music from the holy spheres;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A dewy luxury was in his eyes;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The little flowers felt his pleasant sighs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And stirr’d them faintly. Verdant cave and cell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He wander’d through, oft wondering at such swell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of sudden exaltation: but, “Alas!”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Said he, “will all this gush of feeling pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away in solitude? And must they wane,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like melodies upon a sandy plain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Without an echo? Then shall I be left",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So sad, so melancholy, so bereft!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet still I feel immortal! O my love,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My breath of life, where art thou? High above,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dancing before the morning gates of heaven?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or keeping watch among those starry seven,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Old Atlas’ children? Art a maid of the waters,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One of shell-winding Triton’s bright-hair’d daughters?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or art, impossible! a nymph of Dian’s,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Weaving a coronal of tender scions",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For very idleness? Where’er thou art,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Methinks it now is at my will to start",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into thine arms; to scare Aurora’s train,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And snatch thee from the morning; o’er the main",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To scud like a wild bird, and take thee off",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From thy sea-foamy cradle; or to doff",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy shepherd vest, and woo thee ’mid fresh leaves.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No, no, too eagerly my soul deceives",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its powerless self: I know this cannot be.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me then by some sweet dreaming flee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To her entrancements: hither sleep awhile!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hither most gentle sleep! and soothing foil",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For some few hours the coming solitude.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Thus spake he, and that moment felt endued",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "With power to dream deliciously; so wound",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through a dim passage, searching till he found",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The smoothest mossy bed and deepest, where",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He threw himself, and just into the air",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stretching his indolent arms, he took, O bliss!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A naked waist: “Fair Cupid, whence is this?”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A well-known voice sigh’d, “Sweetest, here am I!”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which soft ravishment, with doting cry",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They trembled to each other.⁠—Helicon!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O fountain’d hill! Old Homer’s Helicon!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That thou wouldst spout a little streamlet o’er",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These sorry pages; then the verse would soar",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sing above this gentle pair, like lark",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over his nested young: but all is dark",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Around thine aged top, and thy clear fount",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Exhales in mists to heaven. Aye, the count",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of mighty Poets is made up; the scroll",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is folded by the Muses; the bright roll",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is in Apollo’s hand: our dazed eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have seen a new tinge in the western skies:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The world has done its duty. Yet, oh yet,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Although the sun of poesy is set,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These lovers did embrace, and we must weep",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That there is no old power left to steep",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A quill immortal in their joyous tears.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long time in silence did their anxious fears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Question that thus it was: long time they lay",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fondling and kissing every doubt away;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long time ere soft caressing sobs began",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To mellow into words, and then there ran",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Two bubbling springs of talk from their sweet lips.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“O known Unknown! from whom my being sips",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such darling essence, wherefore may I not",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be ever in these arms? in this sweet spot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pillow my chin for ever? ever press",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These toying hands and kiss their smooth excess?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why not for ever and for ever feel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That breath about my eyes? Ah, thou wilt steal",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away from me again, indeed, indeed⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wilt be gone away, and wilt not heed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My lonely madness. Speak, delicious fair,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is⁠—is it to be so? No! Who will dare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To pluck thee from me? And, of thine own will,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Full well I feel thou wouldst not leave me. Still",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let me entwine thee surer, surer⁠—now",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How can we part? Elysium! Who art thou?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who, that thou canst not be for ever here,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or lift me with thee to some starry sphere?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Enchantress! tell me by this soft embrace,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By the most soft completion of thy face,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those lips, O slippery blisses, twinkling eyes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And by these tenderest, milky sovereignties⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These tenderest, and by the nectar-wine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The passion”⁠—“O doved Ida the divine!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion! dearest! Ah, unhappy me!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His soul will ’scape us⁠—O felicity!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How he does love me! His poor temples beat",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To the very tune of love⁠—how sweet, sweet, sweet.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Revive, dear youth, or I shall faint and die;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Revive, or these soft hours will hurry by",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In tranced dullness; speak, and let that spell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Affright this lethargy! I cannot quell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its heavy pressure, and will press at least",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My lips to thine, that they may richly feast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until we taste the life of love again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What! dost thou move? dost kiss? O bliss! O pain!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I love thee, youth, more than I can conceive;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so long absence from thee doth bereave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My soul of any rest: yet must I hence:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet, can I not to starry eminence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Uplift thee; nor for very shame can own",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Myself to thee. Ah, dearest, do not groan",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or thou wilt force me from this secrecy,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I must blush in heaven. O that I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had done it already; that the dreadful smiles",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At my lost brightness, my impassion’d wiles,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had waned from Olympus’ solemn height,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And from all serious Gods; that our delight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was quite forgotten, save of us alone!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And wherefore so ashamed? ’Tis but to atone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For endless pleasure, by some coward blushes:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet must I be a coward!⁠—Honour rushes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Too palpable before me⁠—the sad look",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Jove⁠—Minerva’s start⁠—no bosom shook",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With awe of purity⁠—no Cupid pinion",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In reverence veiled⁠—my crystalline dominion",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Half lost, and all old hymns made nullity!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But what is this to love? O I could fly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With thee into the ken of heavenly powers,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So thou wouldst thus, for many sequent hours,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Press me so sweetly. Now I swear at once",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I am wise, that Pallas is a dunce⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Perhaps her love like mine is but unknown⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O I do think that I have been alone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In chastity: yes, Pallas has been sighing,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "While every eve saw me my hair uptying",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With fingers cool as aspen leaves. Sweet love,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I was as vague as solitary dove,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor knew that nests were built. Now a soft kiss⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "An immortality of passion’s thine:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ere long I will exalt thee to the shine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heaven ambrosial; and we will shade",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ourselves whole summers by a river glade;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I will tell thee stories of the sky,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And breathe thee whispers of its minstrelsy.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My happy love will overwing all bounds!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me melt into thee; let the sounds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of our close voices marry at their birth;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let us entwine hoveringly⁠—O dearth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of human words! roughness of mortal speech!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lispings empyrean will I sometime teach",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thine honey’d tongue⁠—lute-breathings which I gasp",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To have thee understand, now while I clasp",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee thus, and weep for fondness⁠—I am pain’d.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion: woe! woe! is grief contain’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In the very deeps of pleasure, my sole life?”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hereat, with many sobs, her gentle strife",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Melted into a languor. He return’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Entranced vows and tears.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Ye who have yearn’d",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "With too much passion, will here stay and pity,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For the mere sake of truth; as ’tis a ditty",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not of these days, but long ago ’twas told",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By a cavern wind unto a forest old;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then the forest told it in a dream",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To a sleeping lake, whose cool and level gleam",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A poet caught as he was journeying",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Phœbus’ shrine; and in it he did fling",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His weary limbs, bathing an hour’s space,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And after, straight in that inspired place",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He sang the story up into the air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Giving it universal freedom. There",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has it been ever sounding for those ears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whose tips are glowing hot. The legend cheers",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yon sentinel stars; and he who listens to it",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Must surely be self-doom’d or he will rue it:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For quenchless burnings come upon the heart.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Made fiercer by a fear lest any part",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Should be engulfed in the eddying wind.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As much as here is penn’d doth always find",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A resting-place, thus much comes clear and plain;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Anon the strange voice is upon the wane⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And ’tis but echoed from departing sound,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That the fair visitant at last unwound",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her gentle limbs, and left the youth asleep.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus the tradition of the gusty deep.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Now turn we to our former chroniclers.",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion awoke, that grief of hers",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet paining on his ear: he sickly guess’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How lone he was once more, and sadly press’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His empty arms together, hung his head,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And most forlorn upon that widow’d bed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sat silently. Love’s madness he had known:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Often with more than tortured lion’s groan",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moanings had burst from him; but now that rage",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had pass’d away: no longer did he wage",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A rough-voiced war against the dooming stars.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No, he had felt too much for such harsh jars:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The lyre of his soul Æolian tuned",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Forgot all violence, and but communed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With melancholy thought: O he had swoon’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Drunken from pleasure’s nipple; and his love",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Henceforth was dove-like.⁠—Loth was he to move",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From the imprinted couch, and when he did,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas with slow, languid paces, and face hid",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In muffling hands. So temper’d, out he stray’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Half seeing visions that might have dismay’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alecto’s serpents; ravishments more keen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than Hermes’ pipe, when anxious he did lean",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over eclipsing eyes: and at the last",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It was a sounding grotto, vaulted, vast,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O’erstudded with a thousand, thousand pearls,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And crimson-mouthed shells with stubborn curls,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of every shape and size, even to the bulk",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In which whales harbour close, to brood and sulk",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Against an endless storm. Moreover too,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fish-semblances, of green and azure hue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ready to snort their streams. In this cool wonder",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion sat down, and ’gan to ponder",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On all his life: his youth, up to the day",
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   },
   {
    "text": "When ’mid acclaim, and feasts, and garlands gay,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He stept upon his shepherd throne: the look",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of his white palace in wild forest nook,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And all the revels he had lorded there:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Each tender maiden whom he once thought fair,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With every friend and fellow-woodlander⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pass’d like a dream before him. Then the spur",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of the old bards to mighty deeds: his plans",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To nurse the golden age ’mong shepherd clans:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That wondrous night: the great Pan festival:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His sister’s sorrow; and his wanderings all,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until into the earth’s deep maw he rush’d:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then all its buried magic, till it flush’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "High with excessive love. “And now,” thought he,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“How long must I remain in jeopardy",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of blank amazements that amaze no more?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now I have tasted her sweet soul to the core,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All other depths are shallow; essences,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Once spiritual, are like muddy lees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Meant but to fertilize my earthly root,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And make my branches lift a golden fruit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the bloom of heaven: other light,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Though it be quick and sharp enough to blight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Olympian eagle’s vision, is dark,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dark as the parentage of chaos. Hark!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My silent thoughts are echoing from these shells;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or they are but the ghosts, the dying swells",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of noises far away?⁠—list!”⁠—Hereupon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He kept an anxious ear. The humming tone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came louder, and behold, there as he lay,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On either side outgush’d, with misty spray,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A copious spring; and both together dash’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swift, mad, fantastic round the rocks, and lash’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Among the conchs and shells of the lofty grot,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Leaving a trickling dew. At last they shot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Down from the ceiling’s height, pouring a noise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As of some breathless racers whose hopes poise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon the last few steps, and with spent force",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Along the ground they took a winding course.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion follow’d⁠—for it seem’d that one",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ever pursued, the other strove to shun⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Follow’d their languid mazes, till well nigh",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He had left thinking of the mystery,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And was now rapt in tender hoverings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Over the vanish’d bliss. Ah? what is it sings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His dream away? What melodies are these?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They sound as through the whispering of trees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not native in such barren vaults. Give ear!",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "“O Arethusa, peerless nymph! why fear",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Such tenderness as mine? Great Dian, why,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why didst thou hear her prayer? O that I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were rippling round her dainty fairness now,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Circling about her waist, and striving how",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To entice her to a dive! then stealing in",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Between her luscious lips and eyelids thin.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O that her shining hair was in the sun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I distilling from it thence to run",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In amorous rillets down her shrinking form!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To linger on her lily shoulders, warm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Between her kissing breasts, and every charm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Touch raptured!⁠—see how painfully I flow:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fair maid, be pitiful to my great woe.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stay, stay thy weary course, and let me lead,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A happy wooer, to the flowery mead",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where all that beauty snared me.”⁠—“Cruel god,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Desist! or my offended mistress’ nod",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will stagnate all thy fountains:⁠—tease me not",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With siren words⁠—Ah, have I really got",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such power to madden thee? And is it true⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away, away, or I shall dearly rue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My very thoughts: in mercy then away,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Kindest Alpheus, for should I obey",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My own dear will, ’twould be a deadly bane.”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“O, Oread-Queen! would that thou hadst a pain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like this of mine, then would I fearless turn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And be a criminal.” “Alas, I burn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I shudder⁠—gentle river, get thee hence.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alpheus! thou enchanter! every sense",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of mine was once made perfect in these woods.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fresh breezes, bowery lawns, and innocent floods,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ripe fruits, and lonely couch, contentment gave;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But ever since I heedlessly did lave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In thy deceitful stream, a panting glow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Grew strong within me: wherefore serve me so,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And call it love? Alas! ’twas cruelty.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not once more did I close my happy eye",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Amid the thrush’s song. Away! avaunt!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O ’twas a cruel thing.”⁠—“Now thou dost taunt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So softly, Arethusa, that I think",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If thou wast playing on my shady brink,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wouldst bathe once again. Innocent maid!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stifle thine heart no more;⁠—nor be afraid",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of angry powers: there are deities",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will shade us with their wings. Those fitful sighs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis almost death to hear: O let me pour",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A dewy balm upon them!⁠—fear no more,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet Arethusa! Dian’s self must feel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sometimes these very pangs. Dear maiden, steal",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Blushing into my soul, and let us fly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These dreary caverns for the open sky.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I will delight thee all my winding course,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From the green sea up to my hidden source",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About Arcadian forests; and will show",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The channels where my coolest waters flow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through mossy rocks; where ’mid exuberant green,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I roam in pleasant darkness, more unseen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than Saturn in his exile; where I brim",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Round flowery islands, and take thence a skim",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of mealy sweets, which myriads of bees",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Buzz from their honey’d wings: and thou shouldst please",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thyself to choose the richest, where we might",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be incense-pillow’d every summer night.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Doff all sad fears, thou white deliciousness,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And let us be thus comforted; unless",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou couldst rejoice to see my hopeless stream",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hurry distracted from Sol’s temperate beam,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And pour to death along some hungry sands.”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“What can I do, Alpheus? Dian stands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Severe before me: persecuting fate!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unhappy Arethusa! thou wast late",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A huntress free in”⁠—At this, sudden fell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those two sad streams adown a fearful dell.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Latmian listen’d, but he heard no more,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Save echo, faint repeating o’er and o’er",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The name of Arethusa. On the verge",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of that dark gulf he wept, and said; “I urge",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee, gentle Goddess of my pilgrimage,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By our eternal hopes, to soothe, to assuage,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If thou art powerful, these lovers’ pains;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And make them happy in some happy plains.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "He turn’d⁠—there was a whelming sound⁠—he stept,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "There was a cooler light; and so he kept",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards it by a sandy path, and lo!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More suddenly than doth a moment go,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The visions of the earth were gone and fled⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He saw the giant sea above his head.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "There are who lord it o’er their fellow-men",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their baaing vanities, to browse away",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The comfortable green and juicy hay",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From human pastures; or, O torturing fact!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who, through an idiot blink, will see unpack’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fire-branded foxes to sear up and singe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our gold and ripe-ear’d hopes. With not one tinge",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of sanctuary splendour, not a sight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Able to face an owl’s, they still are dight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By the blear-eyed nations in empurpled vests,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And crowns, and turbans. With unladen breasts,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Save of blown self-applause, they proudly mount",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To their spirit’s perch, their being’s high account,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their tiptop nothings, their dull skies, their thrones⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Amid the fierce intoxicating tones",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of trumpets, shoutings, and belabour’d drums,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sudden cannon. Ah! how all this hums,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In wakeful ears, like uproar past and gone⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like thunder-clouds that spake to Babylon,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And set those old Chaldeans to their tasks.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are then regalities all gilded masks?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No, there are throned seats unscalable",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But by a patient wing, a constant spell,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or by ethereal things that, unconfined,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Can make a ladder of the eternal wind,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And poise about in cloudy thunder-tents",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To watch the abysm-birth of elements.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, ’bove the withering of old-lipp’d Fate",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A thousand Powers keep religious state,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In water, fiery realm, and airy bourne;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, silent as a consecrated urn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hold spherey sessions for a season due.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet few of these far majesties, ah, few!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have bared their operations to this globe⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Few, who with gorgeous pageantry enrobe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our piece of heaven⁠—whose benevolence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shakes hand with our own Ceres; every sense",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Filling with spiritual sweets to plenitude,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As bees gorge full their cells. And, by the feud",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twixt Nothing and Creation, I here swear,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Eterne Apollo! that thy Sister fair",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is of all these the gentlier-mightiest.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When thy gold breath is misting in the west,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She unobserved steals unto her throne,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And there she sits most meek and most alone;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As if she had not pomp subservient;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As if thine eye, high Poet! was not bent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards her with the Muses in thine heart;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As if the minist’ring stars kept not apart,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Waiting for silver-footed messages.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Moon! the oldest shades ’mong oldest trees",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Feel palpitations when thou lookest in:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Moon! old boughs lisp forth a holier din",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The while they feel thine airy fellowship.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou dost bless everywhere, with silver lip",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Kissing dead things to life. The sleeping kine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Couch’d in thy brightness, dream of fields divine:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Innumerable mountains rise, and rise,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ambitious for the hallowing of thine eyes;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And yet thy benediction passeth not",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One obscure hiding-place, one little spot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where pleasure may be sent: the nested wren",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has thy fair face within its tranquil ken,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And from beneath a sheltering ivy leaf",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Takes glimpses of thee; thou art a relief",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To the poor patient oyster, where it sleeps",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Within its pearly house.⁠—The mighty deeps,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The monstrous sea is thine⁠—the myriad sea!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Moon! far-spooming Ocean bows to thee,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And Tellus feels his forehead’s cumbrous load.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Cynthia! where art thou now? What far abode",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Of green or silvery bower doth enshrine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such utmost beauty? Alas, thou dost pine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For one as sorrowful: thy cheek is pale",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For one whose cheek is pale: thou dost bewail",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His tears, who weeps for thee. Where dost thou sigh?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah! surely that light peeps from Vesper’s eye,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or what a thing is love! ’Tis She, but lo!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How changed, how full of ache, how gone in woe!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She dies at the thinnest cloud; her loveliness",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is wan on Neptune’s blue: yet there’s a stress",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of love-spangles, just off yon cape of trees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dancing upon the waves, as if to please",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The curly foam with amorous influence.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O, not so idle: for down-glancing thence,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She fathoms eddies, and runs wild about",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O’erwhelming water-courses; scaring out",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The thorny sharks from hiding-holes, and fright’ning",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their savage eyes with unaccustom’d lightning.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where will the splendour be content to reach?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O love! how potent hast thou been to teach",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Strange journeyings! Wherever beauty dwells,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In gulf or aerie, mountains or deep dells,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In light, in gloom, in star or blazing sun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou pointest out the way, and straight ’tis won.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Amid his toil thou gavest Leander breath;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou leddest Orpheus through the gleams of death;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou madest Pluto bear thin element;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And now, O winged Chieftain! thou hast sent",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A moonbeam to the deep, deep water-world,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To find Endymion.",
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   {
    "text": "On gold sand impearl’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With lily shells, and pebbles milky white,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Poor Cynthia greeted him, and soothed her light",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "Against his pallid face: he felt the charm",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To breathlessness, and suddenly a warm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of his heart’s blood: ’twas very sweet; he stay’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "His wandering steps, and half-entranced laid",
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   {
    "text": "His head upon a tuft of straggling weeds,",
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   {
    "text": "To taste the gentle moon, and freshening beads,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Lash’d from the crystal roof by fishes’ tails.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so he kept, until the rosy veils",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Mantling the east, by Aurora’s peering hand",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Were lifted from the water’s breast, and fann’d",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into sweet air; and sober’d morning came",
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   {
    "text": "Meekly through billows:⁠—when like taper-flame",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Left sudden by a dallying breath of air,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "He rose in silence, and once more ’gan fare",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Along his fated way.",
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   {
    "text": "Far had he roam’d,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With nothing save the hollow vast, that foam’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Above, around, and at his feet; save things",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More dead than Morpheus’ imaginings:",
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   {
    "text": "Old rusted anchors, helmets, breastplates large",
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   {
    "text": "Of gone sea-warriors: brazen beaks and targe;",
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   {
    "text": "Rudders that for a hundred years had lost",
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   {
    "text": "The sway of human hand; gold vase emboss’d",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "With long-forgotten story, and wherein",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No reveller had ever dipp’d a chin",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But those of Saturn’s vintage; mouldering scrolls,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Writ in the tongue of heaven, by those souls",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Who first were on the earth; and sculptures rude",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In ponderous stone, developing the mood",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of ancient Nox;⁠—then skeletons of man,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of beast, behemoth, and leviathan,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And elephant, and eagle, and huge jaw",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of nameless monster. A cold leaden awe",
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   },
   {
    "text": "These secrets struck into him; and unless",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dian had chased away that heaviness,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He might have died: but now, with cheered feel,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "He onward kept; wooing these thoughts to steal",
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   },
   {
    "text": "About the labyrinth in his soul of love.",
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   {
    "text": "“What is there in thee. Moon! that thou shouldst move",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My heart so potently? When yet a child",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I oft have dried my tears when thou hast smiled.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou seem’dst my sister: hand in hand we went",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From eve to morn across the firmament.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No apples would I gather from the tree,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Till thou hadst cool’d their cheeks deliciously:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No tumbling water ever spake romance,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But when my eyes with thine thereon could dance:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No woods were green enough, no bower divine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until thou liftedst up thine eyelids fine:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In sowing-time ne’er would I dibble take,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or drop a seed, till thou wast wide awake;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, in the summer tide of blossoming,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No one but thee hath heard me blithely sing",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And mesh my dewy flowers all the night.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No melody was like a passing spright",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If it went not to solemnize thy reign.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes, in my boyhood, every joy and pain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By thee were fashion’d to the self-same end",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And as I grew in years, still didst thou blend",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With all my ardours; thou wast the deep glen:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wast the mountaintop⁠—the sage’s pen⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The poet’s harp⁠—the voice of friends⁠—the sun;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wast the river⁠—thou wast glory won;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wast my clarion’s blast⁠—thou wast my steed⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My goblet full of wine⁠—my topmost deed:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou wast the charm of women, lovely Moon!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O what a wild and harmonized tune",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My spirit struck from all the beautiful!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On some bright essence could I lean, and lull",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Myself to immortality: I prest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nature’s soft pillow in a wakeful rest.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But gentle Orb! there came a nearer bliss⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My strange love came⁠—Felicity’s abyss!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She came, and thou didst fade, and fade away⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet not entirely: no, thy starry sway",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has been an under-passion to this hour.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now I begin to feel thine orby power",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is coming fresh upon me: O be kind,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Keep back thine influence, and do not blind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My sovereign vision.⁠—Dearest love, forgive",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I can think away from thee and live!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pardon me, airy planet, that I prize",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One thought beyond thine argent luxuries!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How far beyond!” At this a surprised start",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Frosted the springing verdure of his heart;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For as he lifted up his eyes to swear",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How his own goddess was past all things fair,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "He saw far in the concave green of the sea",
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   },
   {
    "text": "An old man sitting calm and peacefully.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Upon a weeded rock this old man sat,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And his white hair was awful, and a mat",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of weeds were cold beneath his cold thin feet;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, ample as the largest winding-sheet,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A cloak of blue wrapp’d up his aged bones,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "O’erwrought with symbols by the deepest groans",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of ambitious magic: every ocean-form",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was woven in with black distinctness; storm,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And calm, and whispering, and hideous roar,",
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   {
    "text": "Quicksand, and whirlpool, and deserted shore",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were emblem’d in the woof; with every shape",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That skims, or dives, or sleeps, ’twixt cape and cape.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The gulphing whale was like a dot in the spell,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet look upon it, and ’twould size and swell",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To its huge self; and the minutest fish",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would pass the very hardest gazer’s wish,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And show his little eye’s anatomy.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then there was pictured the regality",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Neptune; and the sea-nymphs round his state,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In beauteous vassalage, look up and wait.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Beside this old man lay a pearly wand,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And in his lap a book, the which he conn’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So steadfastly, that the new denizen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had time to keep him in amazed ken,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To mark these shadowings, and stand in awe.",
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   {
    "text": "The old man raised his hoary head and saw",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The wilder’d stranger⁠—seeming not to see,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His features were so lifeless. Suddenly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He woke as from a trance: his snow-white brows",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Went arching up, and like two magic ploughs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Furrow’d deep wrinkles in his forehead large,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Which kept as fixedly as rocky marge,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Till round his wither’d lips had gone a smile.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then up he rose, like one whose tedious toil",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had watch’d for years in forlorn hermitage,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who had not from mid-life to utmost age",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Eased in one accent his o’erburden’d soul,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even to the trees. He rose: he grasp’d his stole,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With convulsed clenches waving it abroad,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And in a voice of solemn joy, that awed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Echo into oblivion, he said:⁠—",
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   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Thou art the man! Now shall I lay my head",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In peace upon my watery pillow: now",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sleep will come smoothly to my weary brow.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Jove! I shall be young again, be young!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O shell-borne Neptune, I am pierced and stung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With new-born life! What shall I do? Where go,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When I have cast this serpent-skin of woe?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’ll swim to the sirens, and one moment listen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their melodies, and see their long hair glisten;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Anon upon that giant’s arm I’ll be,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That writhes about the roots of Sicily:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To northern seas I’ll in a twinkling sail,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And mount upon the snortings of a whale",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To some black cloud; thence down I’ll madly sweep",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On forked lightning, to the deepest deep,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where through some sucking pool I will be hurl’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With rapture to the other side of the world!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O, I am full of gladness! Sisters three,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I bow full-hearted to your old decree!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes, every god be thank’d, and power benign,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For I no more shall wither, droop, and pine.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art the man!” Endymion started back",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dismay’d; and, like a wretch from whom the rack",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tortures hot breath, and speech of agony,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Mutter’d: “What lonely death am I to die",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In this cold region? Will he let me freeze,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And float my brittle limbs o’er polar seas?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or will he touch me with his searing hand,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And leave a black memorial on the sand?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or tear me piecemeal with a bony saw,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And keep me as a chosen food to draw",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His magian fish through hated fire and flame?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O misery of hell! resistless, tame,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Am I to be burnt up? No, I will shout,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until the gods through heaven’s blue look out!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Tartarus! but some few days agone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her soft arms were entwining me, and on",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her voice I hung like fruit among green leaves:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her lips were all my own, and⁠—ah, ripe sheaves",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of happiness! ye on the stubble droop,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But never may be garner’d. I must stoop",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My head, and kiss death’s foot. Love! love, farewell!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is there no hope from thee? This horrid spell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would melt at thy sweet breath.⁠—By Dian’s hind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Feeding from her white fingers, on the wind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I see thy streaming hair! and now, by Pan,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I care not for this old mysterious man!”",
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   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "He spake, and walking to that aged form,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Look’d high defiance. Lo! his heart ’gan warm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With pity, for the gray-hair’d creature wept.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had he then wrong’d a heart where sorrow kept?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had he, though blindly contumelious, brought",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rheum to kind eyes, a sting to human thought,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Convulsion to a mouth of many years?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He had in truth; and he was ripe for tears.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The penitent shower fell, as down he knelt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before that care-worn sage, who trembling felt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About his large dark locks, and faltering spake:",
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   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Arise, good youth, for sacred Phœbus’ sake!",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "I know thine inmost bosom, and I feel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A very brother’s yearning for thee steal",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into mine own: for why? thou openest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The prison gates that have so long opprest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My weary watching. Though thou kuow’st it not,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art commission’d to this fated spot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For great enfranchisement. O weep no more!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I am a friend to love, to loves of yore:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, hadst thou never loved an unknown power,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I had been grieving at this joyous hour.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But even now most miserable old,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I saw thee, and my blood no longer cold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gave mighty pulses: in this tottering case",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Grew a new heart, which at this moment plays",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As dancingly as thine. Be not afraid,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For thou shalt hear this secret all display’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now as we speed towards our joyous task.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "So saying, this young soul in age’s mask",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Went forward with the Carian side by side:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Resuming quickly thus; while ocean’s tide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hung swollen at their backs, and jewell’d sands",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Took silently their foot-prints.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“My soul stands",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Now past the midway from mortality,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so I can prepare without a sigh",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To tell thee briefly all my joy and pain.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I was a fisher once, upon this main,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And my boat danced in every creek and bay;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rough billows were my home by night and day⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The sea-gulls not more constant; for I had",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No housing from the storm and tempests mad,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But hollow rocks⁠—and they were palaces",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of silent happiness, of slumberous ease:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long years of misery have told me so.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, thus it was one thousand years ago.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One thousand years!⁠—Is it then possible",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To look so plainly through them? to dispel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A thousand years with backward glance sublime?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To breathe away as ’twere all scummy slime",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From off a crystal pool, to see its deep,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And one’s own image from the bottom peep?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes: now I am no longer wretched thrall,",
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   {
    "text": "My long captivity and moanings all",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are but a slime, a thin-pervading scum,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The which I breathe away, and thronging come",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like things of yesterday my youthful pleasures:",
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   {
    "text": "“I touch’d no lute, I sang not, trod no measures:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I was a lonely youth on desert shores.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My sports were lonely, ’mid continuous roars,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And craggy isles, and sea-mew’s plaintive cry⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Plaining discrepant between sea and sky.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dolphins were still my playmates; shapes unseen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would let me feel their scales of gold and green,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Nor be my desolation; and, full oft,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When a dread waterspout had rear’d aloft",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its hungry hugeness, seeming ready ripe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To burst with hoarsest thunderings, and wipe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My life away like a vast sponge of fate,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some friendly monster, pitying my sad state,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has dived to its foundations, gulf’d it down,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And left me tossing safely. But the crown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of all my life was utmost quietude:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More did I love to lie in cavern rude,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Keeping in wait whole days for Neptune’s voice,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And if it came at last, hark, and rejoice!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There blush’d no summer eve but I would steer",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My skiff along green shelving coasts, to hear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The shepherd’s pipe come clear from aery steep,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Mingled with ceaseless bleatings of his sheep:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And never was a day of summer shine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But I beheld its birth upon the brine:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For I would watch all night to see unfold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Heaven’s gates, and Æthon snort his morning gold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wide o’er the swelling streams: and constantly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At brim of day-tide on some grassy lea,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My nets would be spread out, and I at rest.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The poor folk of the sea-country I blest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With daily boon of fish most delicate:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They knew not whence this bounty, and elate",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would strew sweet flowers on a sterile beach.",
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   {
    "text": "“Why was I not contented? Wherefore reach",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "At things which, but for thee, O Latmian!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had been my dreary death? Fool! I began",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To feel distemper’d longings: to desire",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The utmost privilege that ocean’s sire",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could grant in benediction: to be free",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of all his kingdom. Long in misery",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I wasted, ere in one extremest fit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I plunged for life or death. To interknit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One’s senses with so dense a breathing stuff",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Might seem a work of pain; so not enough",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Can I admire how crystal-smooth it felt,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And buoyant round my limbs. At first I dwelt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whole days and days in sheer astonishment;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Forgetful utterly of self-intent;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moving but with the mighty ebb and flow.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then, like a new-fledged bird that flrst doth show",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His spreaded feathers to the morrow chill,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I tried in fear the pinions of my will.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas freedom! and at once I visited",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The ceaseless wonders of this ocean-bed.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No need to tell thee of them, for I see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That thou hast been a witness⁠—it must be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For these I know thou canst not feel a drouth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By the melancholy corners of that mouth.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So I will in my story straightway pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To more immediate matter. Woe, alas!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That love should be my bane! Ah, Scylla fair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why did poor Glaucus ever⁠—ever dare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To sue thee to his heart? Kind stranger-youth!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I loved her to the very white of truth,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And she would not conceive it. Timid thing!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She fled me swift as sea-bird on the wing,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Round every isle, and point, and promontory,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From where large Hercules wound up his story",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Far as Egyptian Nile. My passion grew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The more, the more I saw her dainty hue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gleam delicately through the azure clear:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until ’twas too fierce agony to bear;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And in that agony, across my grief",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It flash’d, that Circe might find some relief⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cruel enchantress! So above the water",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I rear’d my head, and look’d for Phœbus’ daughter.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ææa’s isle was wondering at the moon:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It seem’d to whirl around me, and a swoon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Left me dead-drifting to that fatal power.",
    "indent": 0
   }
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   {
    "text": "“When I awoke, ’twas in a twilight bower;",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Just when the light of morn, with hum of bees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stole through its verdurous matting of fresh trees.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How sweet, and sweeter! for I heard a lyre,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And over it a sighing voice expire.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It ceased⁠—I caught light footsteps; and anon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The fairest face that morn e’er look’d upon",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Push’d through a screen of roses. Starry Jove!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With tears, and smiles, and honey-words she wove",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A net whose thraldom was more bliss than all",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The range of flower’d Elysium. Thus did fall",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The dew of her rich speech: ‘Ah! art awake?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me hear thee speak, for Cupid’s sake!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I am so oppress’d with joy! Why, I have shed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "An urn of tears, as though thou wert cold dead;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And now I find thee living, I will pour",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From these devoted eyes their silver store,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until exhausted of the latest drop,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So it will pleasure thee, and force thee stop",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Here, that I too may live: but if beyond",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such cool and sorrowful offerings, thou art fond",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of soothing warmth, of dalliance supreme;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If thou art ripe to taste a long love-dream;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If smiles, if dimples, tongues for ardour mute,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hang in thy vision like a tempting fruit,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let me pluck it for thee!’ Thus she link’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her charming syllables, till indistinct",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their music came to my o’er-sweeten’d soul;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then she hover’d over me, and stole",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So near, that if no nearer it had been",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This furrow’d visage thou hadst never seen.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Young man of Latmos! thus particular",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Am I, that thou may’st plainly see how far",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This fierce temptation went: and thou may’st not",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Exclaim, How, then, was Scylla quite forgot?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Who could resist? Who in this universe?",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "She did so breathe ambrosia; so immerse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My fine existence in a golden clime.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She took me like a child of suckling time,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And cradled me in roses. Thus condemn’d,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The current of my former life was stemm’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And to this arbitrary queen of sense",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I bow’d a tranced vassal: nor would thence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have moved, even though Amphion’s harp had woo’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Me back to Scylla o’er the billows rude.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For as Apollo each eve doth devise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A new apparelling for western skies;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So every eve, nay, every spendthrift hour",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shed balmy consciousness within that bower.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I was free of haunts umbrageous;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could wander in the mazy forest-house",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of squirrels, foxes shy, and antler’d deer,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And birds from coverts innermost and drear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warbling for very joy mellifluous sorrow⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To me new-born delights!",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Now let me borrow,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For moments few, a temperament as stern",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As Pluto’s sceptre, that my words not burn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These uttering lips, while I in calm speech tell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How specious heaven was changed to real hell.",
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   {
    "text": "“One morn she left me sleeping; half awake",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I sought for her smooth arms and lips, to slake",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My greedy thirst with nectarous camel-draughts;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But she was gone. Whereat the barbed shafts",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of disappointment stuck in me so sore,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That out I ran and search’d the forest o’er.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wandering about in pine and cedar gloom",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Damp awe assail’d me; for there ’gan to boom",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A sound of moan, an agony of sound,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sepulchral from the distance all around.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then came a conquering earth-thunder, and rumbled",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That fierce complain to silence: while I stumbled",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Down a precipitous path, as if impell’d.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I came to a dark valley.⁠—Groanings swell’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Poisonous about my ears, and louder grew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The nearer I approach’d a flame’s gaunt blue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That glared before me through a thorny brake.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This fire, like the eye of gordian snake,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bewitch’d me towards; and I soon was near",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A sight too fearful for the feel of fear:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In thicket hid I cursed the haggard scene⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The banquet of my arms, my arbour queen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seated upon an uptorn forest root;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And all around her shapes, wizard and brute,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Laughing, and wailing, grovelling, serpenting,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Showing tooth, tusk, and venom-bag, and sting!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O such deformities! old Charon’s self,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Should he give up awhile his penny pelf,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And take a dream ’mong rushes Stygian,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It could not be so fantasied. Fierce, wan,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And tyrannizing was the lady’s look,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As over them a gnarled staff she shook.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ofttimes upon the sudden she laugh’d out,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And from a basket emptied to the rout",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Clusters of grapes, the which they raven’d quick",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And roar’d for more; with many a hungry lick",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About their shaggy jaws. Avenging, slow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Anon she took a branch of mistletoe,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And emptied on ’t a black dull-gurgling phial:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Groan’d one and all, as if some piercing trial",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was sharpening for their pitiable bones.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She lifted up the charm: appealing groans",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From their poor breasts went sueing to her ear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In vain; remorseless as an infant’s bier",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She whisk’d against their eyes the sooty oil.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whereat was heard a noise of painful toil,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Increasing gradual to a tempest rage,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shrieks, yells, and groans of torture-pilgrimage;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until their grieved bodies ’gan to bloat",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And puff from the tail’s end to stifled throat:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then was appalling silence: then a sight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More wildering than all that hoarse affright;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For the whole herd, as by a whirlwind writhen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Went through the dismal air like one huge Python",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Antagonizing Boreas,⁠—and so vanish’d.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet there was not a breath of wind: she banish’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These phantoms with a nod. Lo! from the dark",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came waggish fauns, and nymphs, and satyrs stark,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With dancing and loud revelry,⁠—and went",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swifter than centaurs after rapine bent.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sighing an elephant appear’d and bow’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before the fierce witch, speaking thus aloud",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In human accent: ‘Potent goddess! chief",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of pains resistless! make my being brief,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or let me from this heavy prison fly:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or give me to the air, or let me die!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sue not for my happy crown again;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sue not for my phalanx on the plain;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sue not for my lone, my widow’d wife:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sue not for my ruddy drops of life,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My children fair, my lovely girls and boys!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I will forget them; I will pass these joys;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ask nought so heavenward, so too⁠—too high:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Only I pray, as fairest boon, to die,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or be deliver’d from this cumbrous flesh,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From this gross, detestable, filthy mesh,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And merely given to the cold bleak air.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have mercy. Goddess! Circe, feel my prayer!’",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“That curst magician’s name fell icy numb",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon my wild conjecturing: truth had come",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Naked and sabre-like against my heart.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I saw a fury whetting a death-dart;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And my slain spirit, overwrought with fright,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fainted away in that dark lair of night.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Think, my deliverer, how desolate",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My waking must have been! disgust, and hate,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And terrors manifold divided me",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A spoil amongst them. I prepared to flee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the dungeon core of that wild wood:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I fled three days⁠—when lo! before me stood",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Glaring the angry witch. O Dis, even now,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A clammy dew is beading on my brow,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "At mere remembering her pale laugh, and curse.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "‘Ha! ha! Sir Dainty! there must be a nurse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Made of rose-leaves and thistle-down, express,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To cradle thee my sweet, and lull thee: yes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I am too flinty-hard for thy nice touch:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My tenderest squeeze is but a giant’s clutch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So, fairy-thing, it shall have lullabies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unheard of yet; and it shall still its cries",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon some breast more lily-feminine.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Oh, no⁠—it shall not pine, and pine, and pine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More than one pretty, trifling thousand years;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then ’twere pity, but fate’s gentle shears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cut short its immortality. Sea-flirt!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young dove of the waters! truly I’ll not hurt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One hair of thine: see how I weep and sigh,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That our heart-broken parting is so nigh.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And must we part? Ah, yes, it must be so.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet ere thou leavest me in utter woe,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let me sob over thee my last adieus,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And speak a blessing: Mark me! thou hast thews",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Immortal, for thou art of heavenly race:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But such a love is mine, that here I chase",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Eternally away from thee all bloom",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of youth, and destine thee towards a tomb.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hence shalt thou quickly to the watery vast;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And there, ere many days be overpast,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Disabled age shall seize thee; and even then",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou shalt not go the way of aged men;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But live and wither, cripple and still breathe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ten hundred years: which gone, I then bequeath",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy fragile bones to unknown burial.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Adieu, sweet love, adieu!’⁠—As shot stars fall,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She fled ere I could groan for mercy. Stung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And poisoned was my spirit: despair sung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A war-song of defiance ’gainst all hell.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A hand was at my shoulder to compel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My sullen steps; another ’fore my eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moved on with pointed finger. In this guise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Enforced, at the last by ocean’s foam",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I found me; by my fresh, my native home.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its tempering coolness, to my life akin,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came salutary as I waded in;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And with a blind voluptuous rage, I gave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Battle to the swollen billow-ridge, and drave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Large froth before me, while yet there remain’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hale strength, nor from my bones all marrow drain’d.",
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   {
    "text": "“Young lover, I must weep⁠—such hellish spite",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "With dry cheek who can tell? While thus my might",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Proving upon this element, dismay’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon a dead thing’s face my hand I laid;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I look’d⁠—’twas Scylla! Cursed, cursed Circe!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O vulture-witch, hast never heard of mercy?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Could not thy harshest vengeance be content,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But thou must nip this tender innocent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Because I lov’d her?⁠—Cold, O cold indeed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Were her fair limbs, and like a common weed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The sea-swell took her hair. Dead as she was",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I clung about her waist, nor ceased to pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fleet as an arrow through unfathom’d brine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until there shone a fabric crystalline,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ribb’d and inlaid with coral, pebble, and pearl.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Headlong I darted: at one eager swirl",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gain’d its bright portal, enter’d, and behold!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas vast, and desolate, and icy-cold;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And all around⁠—But wherefore this to thee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who in few minutes more thyself shalt see?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I left poor Scylla in a niche and fled.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My fever’d parchings up, my scathing dread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Met palsy half way: soon these limbs became",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gaunt, wither’d, sapless, feeble, cramp’d, and lame.",
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   {
    "text": "“Now let me pass a cruel, cruel space,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Without one hope, without one faintest trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of mitigation, or redeeming bubble",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of colour’d phantasy: for I fear ’twould trouble",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy brain to loss of reason: and next tell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How a restoring chance came down to quell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One half of the witch in me.",
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   {
    "text": "“On a day,",
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   {
    "text": "Sitting upon a rock above the spray,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I saw grow up from the horizon’s brink",
    "indent": 0
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   {
    "text": "A gallant vessel: soon she seem’d to sink",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away from me again, as though her course",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had been resumed in spite of hindering force⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So vanish’d: and not long, before arose",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dark clouds, and muttering of winds morose.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Old Æolus would stifle his mad spleen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But could not; therefore, all the billows green",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Toss’d up the silver spume against the clouds.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The tempest came: I saw that vessel’s shrouds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In perilous bustle; while upon the deck",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stood trembling creatures. I beheld the wreck;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The final gulfing; the poor struggling souls;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I heard their cries amid loud thunder-rolls.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O they had all been saved but crazed eld",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Annull’d my vigorous cravings; and thus quell’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And curb’d, think on ’t, O Latmian! did I sit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Writhing with pity, and a cursing fit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Against that hell-born Circe. The crew had gone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By one and one, to pale oblivion;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I was gazing on the surges prone,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With many a scalding tear, and many a groan,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When at my feet emerged an old man’s hand,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I knelt with pain⁠—reach’d out my hand⁠—had grasp’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These treasures⁠—touch’d the knuckles⁠—they un-clasp’d⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I caught a finger; but the downward weight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O’erpower’d me⁠—it sank. Then ’gan abate",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The comfortable sun. I was athirst",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To search the book, and in the warming air",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My soul page after page, till well nigh won",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I read these words, and read again, and tried",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My eyes against the heavens, and read again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O what a load of misery and pain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Each Atlas-line bore off!⁠—a shine of hope",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came gold around me, cheering me to cope",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Strenuous with hellish tyranny. Attend!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For thou hast brought their promise to an end.”",
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   {
    "text": "In the wide sea there lives a forlorn wretch,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Doom’d with enfeebled carcase to outstretch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His loath’d existence through ten centuries,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then to die alone. Who can devise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A total opposition? No one. So",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One million times ocean must ebb and flow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And he oppressed. Yet he shall not die,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "These things accomplish’d:⁠—If he utterly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Scans all the depths of magic, and expounds",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The meanings of all motions, shapes, and sounds;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If he explores all forms and substances",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Straight homeward to their symbol-essences;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He shall not die. Moreover, and in chief,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He must pursue this task of joy and grief",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Most piously;⁠—all lovers tempest-tost,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And in the savage overtchelming lost,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He shall deposit side by side, until",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Time’s creeping shall the dreary space fulfil:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Which done, and all these labours ripened,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A youth, by heavenly power loved and led,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Shall stand before him; whom he shall direct",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How to consummate all. The youth elect",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Must do the thing, or both will be destroyed.⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "“Then,” cried the young Endymion, overjoy’d,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "“We are twin brothers in this destiny!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Say, I entreat thee, what achievement high",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is, in this restless world, for me reserved.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What! if from thee my wandering feet had swerved,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had we both perish’d?”⁠—“Look!” the sage replied,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Dost thou not mark a gleaming through the tide,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of divers brilliances? ’tis the edifice",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I told thee of, where lovely Scylla lies;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And where I have enshrined piously",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All lovers, whom fell storms have doom’d to die",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Throughout my bondage.” Thus discoursing, on",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They went till unobscured the porches shone;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Which hurryingly they gain’d, and enter’d straight.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sure never since king Neptune held his state",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was seen such wonder underneath the stars.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Turn to some level plain where haughty Mars",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Has legion’d all his battle; and behold",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How every soldier, with firm foot, doth hold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His even breast: see, many steeled squares,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And rigid ranks of iron⁠—whence who dares",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One step? Imagine further, line by line,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "These warrior thousands on the field supine;⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So in that crystal place, in silent rows,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Poor lovers lay at rest from joys and woes.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The stranger from the mountains, breathless, traced",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such thousands of shut eyes in order placed;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such ranges of white feet, and patient lips",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All ruddy,⁠—for here death no blossom nips,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He mark’d their brows and foreheads; saw their hair",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Put sleekly on one side with nicest care;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And each one’s gentle wrists, with reverence,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Put cross-wise to its heart.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Let us commence,”",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Whisper’d the guide, stuttering with joy, “even now.”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He spake, and, trembling like an aspen-bough,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Began to tear his scroll in pieces small,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Uttering the while some mumblings funeral.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He tore it into pieces small as snow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That drifts unfeather’d when bleak northerns blow;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And having done it, took his dark blue cloak",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And bound it round Endymion: then struck",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His wand against the empty air times nine.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“What more there is to do, young man, is thine:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But first a little patience; first undo",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This tangled thread, and wind it to a clue.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, gentle! ’tis as weak as spider’s skein;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And shouldst thou break it⁠—What, is it done so clean?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A power overshadows thee! Oh, brave!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The spite of hell is tumbling to its grave.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Here is a shell; ’tis pearly blank to me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor mark’d with any sign or charactery⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Canst thou read aught? O read for pity’s sake!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Olympus! we are safe! Now, Carian, break",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This wand against yon lyre on the pedestal.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "’Twas done: and straight with sudden swell and fall",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet music breathed her soul away, and sigh’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A lullaby to silence.⁠—“Youth! now strew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These minced leaves on me, and passing through",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those files of dead, scatter the same around,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thou wilt see the issue.”⁠—’Mid the sound",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of flutes and viols, ravishing his heart,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion from Glaucus stood apart,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And scatter’d in his face some fragments light.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How lightning-swift the change! a youthful wight",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Smiling beneath a coral diadem,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Out-sparkling sudden like an upturn’d gem,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Appear’d, and, stepping to a beauteous corse,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Kneel’d down beside it, and with tenderest force",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Press’d its cold hand, and wept,⁠—and Scylla sigh’d!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion, with quick hand, the charm applied⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The nymph arose: he left them to their joy,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And onward went upon his high employ,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Showering those powerful fragments on the dead.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, as he pass’d, each lifted up its head,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As doth a flower at Apollo’s touch.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Death felt it to his inwards: ’twas too much:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Death fell a-weeping in his charnel-house.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Latmian persevered along, and thus",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All were reanimated. There arose",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A noise of harmony, pulses and throes",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of gladness in the air⁠—while many, who",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had died in mutual arms devout and true,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sprang to each other madly; and the rest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Felt a high certainty of being blest.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They gazed upon Endymion. Enchantment",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Grew drunken, and would have its head and bent.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Delicious symphonies, like airy flowers,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Budded, and swell’d, and, full-blown, shed full showers",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of light, soft, unseen leaves of sounds divine.",
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    "text": "The two deliverers tasted a pure wine",
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   {
    "text": "Of happiness, from fairy press oozed out.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Speechless they eyed each other, and about",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The fair assembly wandered to and fro,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Distracted with the richest overflow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of joy that ever pour’d from heav’n.",
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   {
    "text": "—“Away!”",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Shouted the new born god; “Follow, and pay",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Our piety to Neptunus supreme!”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then Scylla, blushing sweetly from her dream,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "They led on first, bent to her meek surprise,",
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   {
    "text": "Through portal columns of a giant size",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Into the vaulted, boundless emerald.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Joyous all follow’d, as the leader call’d,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Down marble steps; pouring as easily",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As hour-glass sand⁠—and fast, as you might see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swallows obeying the south summer’s call,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or swans upon a gentle waterfall.",
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   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Thus went that beautiful multitude, nor far,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Ere from among some rocks of glittering spar,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Just within ken, they saw descending thick",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Another multitude. Whereat more quick",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Moved either host. On a wide sand they met,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And of those numbers every eye was wet;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For each their old love found. A murmuring rose,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Like what was never heard in all the throes",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of wind and waters: ’tis past human wit",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To tell; ’tis dizziness to think of it.",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "This mighty consummation made, the host",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Moved on for many a league; and gain’d and lost",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Huge sea-marks; vanward swelling in array,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And from the rear diminishing away,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Till a faint dawn surprised them. Glaucus cried,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Behold! behold, the palace of his pride!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "God Neptune’s palaces.” With noise increased,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They shoulder’d on towards that brightening east.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At every onward step proud domes arose",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In prospect,⁠—diamond gleams and golden glows",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of amber ’gainst their faces levelling.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Joyous, and many as the leaves in spring,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Still onward; still the splendour gradual swell’d.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Rich opal domes were seen, on high upheld",
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   {
    "text": "By jasper pillars, letting through their shafts",
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   {
    "text": "A blush of coral. Copious wonder-draughts",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Each gazer drank; and deeper drank more near:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For what poor mortals fragment up, as mere",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As marble was there lavish, to the vast",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of one fair palace, that far, far surpass’d,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Even for common bulk, those olden three,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Memphis, and Babylon, and Nineveh.",
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   {
    "text": "As large, as bright, as colour’d as the bow",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of Iris, when unfading it doth show",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beyond a silvery shower, was the arch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through which this Paphian army took its march,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the outer courts of Neptune’s state:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whence could be seen, direct, a golden gate,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To which the leaders sped; but not half raught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ere it burst open swift as fairy thought,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And made those dazzled thousands veil their eyes",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Like callow eagles at the first sunrise.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Soon with an eagle nativeness their gaze",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ripe from hue-golden swoons took all the blaze,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then, behold! large Neptune on his throne",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of emerald deep: yet not exalt alone;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "At his right hand stood winged Love, and on",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His left sat smiling Beauty’s paragon.",
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   {
    "text": "Far as the mariner on highest mast",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Can see all round upon the calmed vast,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "So wide was Neptune’s hall: and as the blue",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Doth vault the waters, so the waters drew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their doming curtains, high, magnificent,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Awed from the throne aloof;⁠—and when storm rent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Disclosed the thunder-gloomings in Jove’s air;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But soothed as now, flash’d sudden everywhere,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Noiseless, sub-marine cloudlets, glittering",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Death to a human eye: for there did spring",
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   },
   {
    "text": "From natural west, and east, and south, and north,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A light as of four sunsets, blazing forth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A gold-green zenith ’bove the Sea-God’s head.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of lucid depth the floor, and far outspread",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As breezeless lake, on which the slim canoe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of feather’d Indian darts about, as through",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The delicatest air: air verily,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But for the portraiture of clouds and sky:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "This palace floor breath-air,⁠—but for the amaze",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of deep-seen wonders motionless,⁠—and blaze",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of the dome pomp, reflected in extremes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Globing a golden sphere.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "They stood in dreams",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Till Triton blew his horn. The palace rang;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Nereids danced; the Sirens faintly sang;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And the great Sea-King bow’d his dripping head.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then Love took wing, and from his pinions shed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On all the multitude a nectarous dew.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The ooze-born Goddess beckoned and drew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fair Scylla and her guides to conference;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And when they reach’d the throned eminence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She kiss’d the sea-nymph’s cheek,⁠—who sat her down",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A-toying with the doves. Then,⁠—“Mighty crown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sceptre of this kingdom!” Venus said,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Thy vows were on a time to Nais paid:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Behold!”⁠—Two copious tear-drops instant fell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From the God’s large eyes; he smiled delectable.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And over Glaucus held his blessing hands.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Endymion! Ah! still wandering in the bands",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of love? Now this is cruel. Since the hour",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I met thee in earth’s bosom, all my power",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have I put forth to serve thee. What, not yet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Escaped from dull mortality’s harsh net?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A little patience, youth! ’twill not be long,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or I am skilless quite: an idle tongue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A humid eye, and steps luxurious,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where these are new and strange, are ominous.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, I have seen these signs in one of heaven,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "When others were all blind; and were I given",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To utter secrets, haply I might say",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some pleasant words:⁠—but Love will have his day.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So wait awhile expectant. Pr’ythee soon,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even in the passing of thine honey-moon,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Visit thou my Cytherea: thon wilt find",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cupid well-natured, my Adonis kind;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And pray persuade with thee⁠—Ah, I have done,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All blisses be upon thee, my sweet son!”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus the fair goddess: while Endymion",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Knelt to receive those accents halcyon.",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "Meantime a glorious revelry began",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Before the water-monarch. Nectar ran",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In courteous fountains to all cups out-reach’d;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And plunder’d vines, teeming exhaustless, pleach’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "New growth about each shell and pendent lyre;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The which, in disentangling for their fire,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pull’d down fresh foliage and coverture",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For dainty toying. Cupid, empire-sure,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Flutter’d and laugh’d, and oft-times through the throng",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Made a delighted way. Then dance, and song,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And garlanding, grew wild; and pleasure reign’d.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In harmless tendril they each other chain’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And strove who should be smother’d deepest in",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fresh crush of leaves.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "O ’tis a very sin",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "For one so weak to venture his poor verse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In such a place as this. O do not curse,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "High Muses! let him hurry to the ending.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "All suddenly were silent. A soft blending",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Of dulcet instruments came charmingly;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then a hymn.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“King of the stormy sea!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Brother of Jove, and co-inheritor",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of elements! Eternally before",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee the waves awful bow. Fast, stubborn rock,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At thy fear’d trident shrinking, doth unlock",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its deep foundations, hissing into foam.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All mountain-rivers, lost in the wide home",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of thy capacious bosom, ever flow.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou frownest, and old Æolus thy foe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Skulks to his cavern, ’mid the gruff complaint",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of all his rebel tempests. Dark clouds faint",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When, from thy diadem, a silver gleam",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Slants over blue dominion. Thy bright team",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gulfs in the morning light, and scuds along",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To bring thee nearer to that golden song",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Apollo singeth, while his chariot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Waits at the doors of heaven. Thou art not",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For scenes like this: an empire stern hast thou;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And it hath furrow’d that large front: yet now,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As newly come of heaven, dost thou sit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To blend and interknit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Subdued majesty with this glad time.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O shell-borne King sublime!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We lay our hearts before thee evermore⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We sing, and we adore!",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Breathe softly, flutes;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Be tender of your strings, ye soothing lutes;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor be the trumpet heard! O vain, O vain;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not flowers budding in an April rain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor breath of sleeping dove, nor river’s flow,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No, nor the Æolian twang of Love’s own bow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Can mingle music fit for the soft ear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of goddess Cytherea!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet deign, white Queen of Beauty, thy fair eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On our soul’s sacrifice.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Bright-winged Child!",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Who has another care when thou hast smiled?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unfortunates on earth, we see at last",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All death-shadows, and glooms that overcast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our spirits, fann’d away by thy light pinions.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O sweetest essence! sweetest of all minions!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "God of warm pulses, and dishevell’d hair,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And panting bosoms bare!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dear unseen light in darkness! eclipser",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of light in light! delicious poisoner!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy venom’d goblet will we quaff until",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We fill⁠—we fill!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And by thy Mother’s lips⁠—”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Was heard no more",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "For clamour, when the golden palace door",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Open’d again, and from without, in shone",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A new magnificence. On oozy throne",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Smooth-moving came Oceanus the old,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To take a latest glimpse at his sheepfold,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before he went into his quiet cave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To muse for ever⁠—Then a lucid wave,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Scoop’d from its trembling sisters of mid-sea,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Afloat, and pillowing up the majesty",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Doris, and the Ægean seer, her spouse⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Next, on a dolphin, clad in laurel boughs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Theban Amphion leaning on his lute:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His fingers went across it⁠—All were mute",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To gaze on Amphitrite, queen of pearls,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And Thetis pearly too.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "The palace whirls",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Around giddy Endymion; seeing he",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was there far strayed from mortality.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He could not bear it⁠—shut his eyes in vain;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Imagination gave a dizzier pain.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“O I shall die! sweet Venus, be my stay!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where is my lovely mistress? Wellaway!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I die⁠—I hear her voice⁠—I feel my wing”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At Neptune’s feet he sank. A sudden ring’⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Nereids were about him, in kind strife",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To usher back his spirit into life:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But still he slept. At last they interwove",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their cradling arms, and purposed to convey",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards a crystal bower far away.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Lo! while slow carried through the pitying crowd,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "To his inward senses these words spake aloud;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Written in starlight on the dark above:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Dearest Endymion! my entire love!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How have I dwelt in fear of fate; ’tis done⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Immortal bliss for me too hast thou won.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Arise then! for the hen-dove shall not hatch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her ready eggs, before I’ll kissing snatch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee into endless heaven. Awake! awake!”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "The youth at once arose: a placid lake",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Came quiet to his eyes; and forest green,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cooler than all the wonders he had seen,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Lull’d with its simple song his fluttering breast.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How happy once again in grassy nest!",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O first-born on the mountains! by the hues",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "While yet our England was a wolfish den;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before our forests heard the talk of men;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before the first of Druids was a child:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long didst thou sit amid our regions wild,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Rapt in a deep prophetic solitude.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There came an eastern voice of solemn mood:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet wast thou patient. Then sang forth the Nine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Apollo’s garland:⁠—yet didst thou divine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Such home-bred glory, that they cried in vain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Come hither, Sister of the Island!” Plain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Spake fair Ausonia; and once more she spake",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A higher summons:⁠—still didst thou betake",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee to thy native hopes. O thou hast won",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A full accomplishment! The thing is done,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Which undone, these our latter days had risen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On barren souls. Great Muse, thou know’st what prison",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of flesh and bone, curbs, and confines, and frets",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our spirits’ wings: despondency besets",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our pillows; and the fresh to-morrow morn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Seems to give forth its light in very scorn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of our dull, uninspired, snail-paced lives.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long have I said, how happy he who shrives",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To thee! But then I thought on poets gone,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And could not pray:⁠—nor can I now⁠—so on",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I move to the end in lowliness of heart.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Ah, woe is me! that I should fondly part",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "From my dear native land! Ah, foolish maid!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Glad was the hour, when, with thee, myriads bade",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Adieu to Ganges and their pleasant fields!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To one so friendless the clear freshet yields",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A bitter coolness; the ripe grape is sour:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet I would have, great gods! but one short hour",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of native air⁠—let me but die at home.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Endymion to heaven’s airy dome",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Was offering up a hecatomb of vows,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When these words reach’d him. Whereupon he bows",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His head through thorny-green entanglement",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of underwood, and to the sound is bent,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Anxious as hind towards her hidden fawn.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Is no one near to help me? No fair dawn",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Of life from charitable voice? No sweet saying",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To set my dull and sadden’d spirit playing?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No hand to toy with mine? No lips so sweet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I may worship them? No eyelids meet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To twinkle on my bosom? No one dies",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before me, till from these enslaving eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Redemption sparkles!⁠—I am sad and lost.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Thou, Carian lord, hadst better have been tost",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Into a whirlpool. Vanish into air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warm mountaineer! for canst thou only bear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A woman’s sigh alone and in distress?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "See not her charms! Is Phœbe passionless?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Phœbe is fairer far⁠—O gaze no more:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet if thou wilt behold all beauty’s store,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Behold her panting in the forest grass!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Do not those curls of glossy jet surpass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For tenderness the arms so idly lain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Amongst them? Feelest not a kindred pain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To see such lovely eyes in swimming search",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "After some warm delight, that seems to perch",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dovelike in the dim cell lying beyond",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their upper lids?⁠—Hist!",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“O for Hermes’ wand,",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "To touch this flower into human shape!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That woodland Hyacinthus could escape",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From his green prison, and here kneeling down",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Call me his queen, his second life’s fair crown!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah me, how I could love!⁠—My soul doth melt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For the unhappy youth⁠—Love! I have felt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So faint a kindness, such a meek surrender",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To what my own full thoughts had made too tender,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That but for tears my life had fled away!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ye deaf and senseless minutes of the day,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thou, old forest, hold ye this for true,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There is no lightning, no authentic dew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But in the eye of love: there’s not a sound,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Melodious howsoever, can confound",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The heavens and earth in one to such a death",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As doth the voice of love: there’s not a breath",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will mingle kindly with the meadow air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Till it has panted round, and stolen a share",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of passion from the heart!”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Upon a bough",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "He leant, wretched. He surely cannot now",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thirst for another love: O impious,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That he can even dream upon it thus!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thought he, “Why am I not as are the dead,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Since to a woe like this I have been led",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the dark earth, and through the wondrous sea?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Goddess! I love thee not the less: from thee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By Juno’s smile I turn not⁠—no, no, no⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "While the great waters are at ebb and flow.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I have a triple soul! O fond pretence⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For both, for both my love is so immense,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I feel my heart is cut for them in twain.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "And so he groan’d, as one by beauty slain.",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "The lady’s heart beat quick, and he could see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her gentle bosom heave tumultuously.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He sprang from his green covert: there she lay,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet as a musk-rose upon new-made hay;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With all her limbs on tremble, and her eyes",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shut softly up alive. To speak he tries:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Fair damsel, pity me! forgive that I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus violate thy bower’s sanctity!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O pardon me, for I am full of grief⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Grief born of thee, young angel! fairest thief!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who stolen hast away the wings wherewith",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I was to top the heavens. Dear maid, sith",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art my executioner, and I feel",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Loving and hatred, misery and weal,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will in a few short hours be nothing to me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And all my story that much passion slew me;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Do smile upon the evening of my days;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, for my tortured brain begins to craze,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be thou my nurse; and let me understand",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How dying I shall kiss that lily hand.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dost weep for me? Then should I be content.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Scowl on, ye fates! until the firmament",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Outblackens Erebus, and the full-cavern’d earth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Crumbles into itself. By the cloud-girth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Jove, those tears have given me a thirst",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To meet oblivion.”⁠—As her heart would burst",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The maiden sobb’d awhile, and then replied:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Why must such desolation betide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As that thou speakest of? Are not these green nooks",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Empty of all misfortune? Do the brooks",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Utter a gorgon voice? Does yonder thrush,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Schooling its half-fledged little ones to brush",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About the dewy forest, whisper tales?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Speak not of grief, young stranger, or cold snails",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will slime the rose to-night. Though if thou wilt,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Methinks ’twould be a guilt⁠—a very guilt⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not to companion thee, and sigh away",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The light⁠—the dusk⁠—the dark⁠—till break of day!”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Dear lady,” said Endymion, “ ’tis past:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I love thee! and my days can never last.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I may pass in patience still speak:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let me have music dying, and I seek",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No more delight⁠—I bid adieu to all.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Didst thou not after other climates call,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And murmur about Indian streams?”⁠—Then she,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sitting beneath the midmost forest tree,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For pity sang this roundelay⁠⸺⁠",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“O Sorrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Why dost borrow",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To give maiden blushes",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "To the white rose bushes?",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Or is’t thy dewy hand the daisy tips?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“O Sorrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Why dost borrow",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "The lustrous passion from a falcon-eye?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To give the glowworm light?",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Or, on a moonless night,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "To tinge, on siren shores, the salt sea-spry?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“O Sorrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Why dost borrow",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "The mellow ditties from a mourning tongue?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To give at evening pale",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Unto the nightingale,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "That thou mayst listen the cold dews among?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“O Sorrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Why dost borrow",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Heart’s lightness from the merriment of May?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A lover would not tread",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "A cowslip on the head,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Though he should dance from eve till peep of day⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor any drooping flower",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Held sacred for thy bower,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Wherever he may sport himself and play.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“To Sorrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "I bade good morrow,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And thought to leave her far away behind;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But cheerly, cheerly,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "She loves me dearly;",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "She is so constant to me, and so kind;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I would deceive her,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And so leave her,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "But ah! she is so constant and so kind.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Beneath my palm-trees, by the river side",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sat a-weeping: in the whole world wide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There was no one to ask me why I wept,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so I kept",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Brimming the water-lily cups with tears",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cold as my fears.",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Beneath my palm-trees, by the river side,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I sat a-weeping: what enamour’d bride,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cheated by shadowy wooer from the clouds,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But hides and shrouds",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Beneath dark palm-trees by a river side?",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“And as I sat, over the light blue hills",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There came a noise of revellers: the rills",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the wide stream came of purple hue⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas Bacchus and his crew!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "The earnest trumpet spake, and silver thrills",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From kissing cymbals made a merry din⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas Bacchus and his kin!",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Like to a moving vintage down they came,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Crown’d with green leaves, and faces all on flame;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All madly dancing through the pleasant valley,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To scare thee, Melancholy!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "O then, O then, thou wast a simple name!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I forgot thee, as the berried holly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By shepherds is forgotten, when, in June,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tall chestnuts keep away the sun and moon:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I rush’d into the folly!",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Within his car, aloft, young Bacchus stood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Trifling his ivy-dart, in dancing mood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With sidelong laughing;",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And little rills of crimson wine imbrued",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His plump white arms, and shoulders, enough white",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For Venus’ pearly bite;",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And near him rode Silenus on his ass,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pelted with flowers as he on did pass",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tipsily quaffing.",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Whence came ye, merry Damsels! whence came ye!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So many, and so many, and such glee?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why have ye left your bowers desolate,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Your lutes, and gentler fate?",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "‘We follow Bacchus! Bacchus on the wing,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A conquering!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Bacchus, young Bacchus! good or ill betide,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We dance before him thorough kingdoms wide:⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Come hither, lady fair, and joined be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To our wild minstrelsy!’",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Whence came ye, jolly Satyrs! whence came ye,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So many, and so many, and such glee?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why have ye left your forest haunts, why left",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Your nuts in oak-tree cleft?⁠—",
    "indent": 2
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“ ‘For wine, for wine we left our kernel tree;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For wine we left our heath, and yellow brooms,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And cold mushrooms;",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "For wine we follow Bacchus through the earth;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Great god of breathless cups and chirping mirth!⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Come hither, lady fair, and joined be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To our mad minstrelsy!’",
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   {
    "text": "“Over wide streams and mountains great we went,",
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   {
    "text": "And, save when Bacchus kept his ivy tent,",
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   {
    "text": "Onward the tiger and the leopard pants,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With Asian elephants:",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Onward these myriads⁠—with song and dance,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With zebras striped, and sleek Arabians’ prance,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Web-footed alligators, crocodiles,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Bearing upon their scaly backs, in files,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Plump infant laughers mimicking the coil",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of seamen, and stout galley-rowers’ toil:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With toying oars and silken sails they glide,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor care for wind and tide.",
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   }
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  [
   {
    "text": "“Mounted on panthers’ furs and lions’ manes,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From rear to van they scour about the plains;",
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   {
    "text": "A three days’ journey in a moment done;",
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   {
    "text": "And always, at the rising of the sun,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "About the wilds they hunt with spear and horn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On spleenful unicorn.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“I saw Osirian Egypt kneel adown",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Before the vine-wreath crown!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "I saw parch’d Abyssinia rouse and sing",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To the silver cymbals’ ring!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "I saw the whelming vintage hotly pierce",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Old Tartary the fierce!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "The Kings of Inde their jewel-sceptres vail,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And from their treasures scatter pearled hail;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Great Brahma from his mystic heaven groans,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And all his priesthood moans;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Before young Bacchus’ eye-wink turning pale,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into these regions came I following him,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Sick-hearted, weary⁠—so I took a whim",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To stray away into these forests drear",
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   {
    "text": "Alone, without a peer:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And I have told thee all thou mayest hear.",
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   {
    "text": "“Young Stranger!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I’ve been a ranger",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In search of pleasure throughout every clime:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Alas, ’tis not for me!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Bewitch’d I sure must be,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To lose in grieving all my maiden prime.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Come then, Sorrow!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweetest Sorrow!",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "Like an own babe I nurse thee on my breast;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I thought to leave thee",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And deceive thee,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "But now of all the world I love thee best.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“There is not one,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "No, no, not one",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "But thee to comfort a poor lonely maid;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou art her mother,",
    "indent": 2
   },
   {
    "text": "And her brother,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Her playmate, and her wooer in the shade.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "O what a sigh she gave in finishing,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And look, quite dead to every wordly thing!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion could not speak, but gazed on her;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And listened to the wind that now did stir",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "About the crisped oaks full drearily,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet with as sweet a softness as might be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Remember’d from its velvet summer song.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At last he said: “Poor lady, how thus long",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have I been able to endure that voice?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fair Melody! kind Siren! I’ve no choice;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I must be thy sad servant evermore:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I cannot choose but kneel here and adore.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alas, I must not think⁠—by Phœbe, no!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let me not think, soft Angel! shall it be so?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Say, beautifullest, shall I never think?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O thou couldst foster me beyond the brink",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of recollection! make my watchful care",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Close up its bloodshot eyes, nor see despair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Do gently murder half my soul, and I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shall feel the other half so utterly!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’m giddy at that cheek so fair and smooth;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O let it blush so ever! let it soothe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My madness! let it mantle rosy-warm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With the tinge of love, panting in safe alarm.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This cannot be thy hand, and yet it is;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And this is sure thine other softling⁠—this",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thine own fair bosom, and I am so near!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wilt fall asleep! O let me sip that tear!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And whisper one sweet word that I may know",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This is this world⁠—sweet dewy blossom!”⁠—Woe!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Woe! woe to that Endymion! Where is he?⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even these words went echoing dismally",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the wide forest⁠—a most fearful tone,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Like one repenting in his latest moan;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And while it died away a shade pass’d by,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As of a thundercloud. When arrows fly",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the thick branches, poor ringdoves sleek forth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their timid necks and tremble; so these both",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Leant to each other trembling, and sat so",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Waiting for some destruction⁠—when lo!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Foot-feather’d Mercury appear’d sublime",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beyond the tall tree tops; and in less time",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Than shoots the slanted hail-storm, down he dropt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards the ground; but rested not, nor stopt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One moment from his home: only the sward",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He with his wand light touch’d, and heavenward",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Swifter than sight was gone⁠—even before",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The teeming earth a sudden witness bore",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of his swift magic. Diving swans appear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Above the crystal circlings white and clear;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And catch the cheated eye in wild surprise,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "How they can dive in sight and unseen rise⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So from the turf outsprang two steeds jet-black,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Each with large dark blue wings upon his back.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The youth of Caria placed the lovely dame",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On one, and felt himself in spleen to tame",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The other’s fierceness. Through the air they flew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "High as the eagles. Like two drops of dew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Exhaled to Phœbus’ lips, away they are gone,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Far from the earth away⁠—unseen, alone,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Among cool clouds and winds, but that the free,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The buoyant life of song can floating be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Above their heads, and follow them untired.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Muse of my native land, am I inspired?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This is the giddy air, and I must spread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wide pinions to keep here; nor do I dread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or height, or depth, or width, or any chance",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Precipitous: I have beneath my glance",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those towering horses and their mournful freight.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could I thus sail, and see, and thus await",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fearless for power of thought, without thine aid?⁠—",
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   }
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   {
    "text": "There is a sleepy dusk, an odorous shade",
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   },
   {
    "text": "From some approaching wonder, and behold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those winged steeds, with snorting nostrils bold",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Snuff at its faint extreme, and seem to tire,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dying to embers from their native fire!",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "There curl’d a purple mist around them; soon,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "It seem’d as when around the pale new moon",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Sad Zephyr droops the clouds like weeping willow:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Twas Sleep slow journeying with head on pillow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For the first time, since he came nigh dead-born",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From the old womb of night, his cave forlorn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had he left more forlorn; for the first time,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He felt aloof the day and morning’s prime⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Because into his depth Cimmerian",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There came a dream, showing how a young man,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ere a lean bat could plump its wintery skin,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would at high Jove’s empyreal footstool win",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "An immortality, and how espouse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Jove’s daughter, and be reckon’d of his house.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now was he slumbering towards heaven’s gate,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That he might at the threshold one hour wait",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To hear the marriage melodies, and then",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sink downward to his dusky cave again.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "His litter of smooth semilucent mist,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Diversely tinged with rose and amethyst,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Puzzled those eyes that for the centre sought;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And scarcely for one moment could be caught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His sluggish form reposing motionless.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those two on winged steeds, with all the stress",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of vision search’d for him, as one would look",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Athwart the sallows of a river nook",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To catch a glance at silver-throated eels,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or from old Skiddaw’s top, when fog conceals",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His rugged forehead in a mantle pale,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With an eye-guess towards some pleasant vale",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Descry a favourite hamlet faint and far.",
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   {
    "text": "These raven horses, though they foster’d are",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of earth’s splenetic fire, dully drop",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their full-vein’d ears, nostrils blood wide, and stop;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon the spiritless mist have they outspread",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their ample feathers, are in slumber dead,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And on those pinions, level in mid air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion sleepeth and the lady fair.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Slowly they sail, slowly as icy isle",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Upon a calm sea drifting: and meanwhile",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The mournful wanderer dreams. Behold! he walks",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On heaven’s pavement; brotherly he talks",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To divine powers: from his hand full fain",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Juno’s proud birds are pecking pearly grain:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He tries the nerve of Phœbus’ golden bow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And asketh where the golden apples grow:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon his arm he braces Pallas’ shield,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And strives in vain to unsettle and to wield",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A Jovian thunderbolt: arch Hebe brings",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A full-brimm’d goblet, dances lightly, sings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And tantalizes long; at last he drinks,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And lost in pleasure, at her feet he sinks,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Touching with dazzled lips her starlight hand.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He blows a bugle,⁠—an ethereal band",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are visible above: the Seasons four,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Green-kirtled Spring, flush Summer, golden store",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In Autumn’s sickle, Winter frosty hoar,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Join dance with shadowy Hours; while still the blast,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In swells unmitigated, still doth last",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To sway their floating morris. “Whose is this?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whose bugle?” he inquires: they smile⁠—“O Dis!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why is this mortal here? Dost thou not know",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its mistress’ lips? Not thou?⁠—’Tis Dian’s: lo!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She rises crescented!” He looks, ’tis she,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His very goddess: good-bye earth, and sea,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And air, and pains, and care, and suffering;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Good-bye to all but love! Then doth he spring",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards her, and awakes⁠—and, strange, o’erhead,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of those same fragrant exhalations bred,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beheld awake his very dream: the gods",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Stood smiling; merry Hebe laughs and nods;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And Phœbe bends towards him crescented.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O state perplexing! On the pinion bed,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Too well awake, he feels the panting side",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of his delicious lady. He who died",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For soaring too audacious in the sun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When that same treacherous wax began to run,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Felt not more tongue-tied than Endymion.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His heart leapt up as to its rightful throne,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To that fair-shadow’d passion pulsed its way⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, what perplexity! Ah, well a day!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So fond, so beauteous was his bed-fellow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He could not help but kiss her: then he grew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Awhile forgetful of all beauty save",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young Phœbe’s, golden-hair’d; and so ’gan crave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Forgiveness: yet he turn’d once more to look",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At the sweet sleeper,⁠—all his soul was shook,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He could not help but kiss her and adore.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At this the shadow wept, melting away.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Latmian started up: “Bright goddess, stay!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Search my most hidden breast! By truth’s own tongue,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I have no dædale heart; why is it wrung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To desperation? Is there nought for me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Upon the bourne of bliss, but misery?”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "These words awoke the stranger of dark tresses:",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Her dawning love-look rapt Endymion blesses",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With ’haviour soft. Sleep yawn’d from underneath.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Thou swan of Ganges, let us no more breathe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This murky phantasm! thou contented seem’st",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pillow’d in lovely idleness, nor dream’st",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What horrors may discomfort thee and me.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, shouldst thou die from my heart-treachery!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet did she merely weep⁠—her gentle soul",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hath no revenge in it: as it is whole",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In tenderness, would I were whole in love!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Can I prize thee, fair maid, all price above,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even when I feel as true as innocence?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I do, I do.⁠—What is this soul then? Whence",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Came it? It does not seem my own, and I",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Have no self-passion or identity.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some fearful end must be: where, where is it?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By Nemesis, I see my spirit flit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Alone about the dark⁠—Forgive me, sweet:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shall we away?” He roused the steeds; they beat",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their wings chivalrous into the clear air,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Leaving old Sleep within his vapoury lair.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "The good-night blush of eve was waning slow,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "And Vesper, risen star, began to throe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In the dusk heavens silvery, when they",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus sprang direct towards the Galaxy.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor did speed hinder converse soft and strange⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Eternal oaths and vows they interchange,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In such wise, in such temper, so aloof",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Up in the winds, beneath a starry roof,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So witless of their doom, that verily",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis well nigh past man’s search their hearts to see⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whether they wept, or laugh’d or grieved or toy’d⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Most like with joy gone mad, with sorrow cloy’d.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Full facing their swift flight, from ebon streak,",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "The moon put forth a little diamond peak,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No bigger than an unobserved star,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On tiny point of fairy scimetar:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bright signal that she only stoop’d to tie",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her silver sandals, ere deliciously",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She bow’d into the heavens her timid head.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Slowly she rose, as though she would have fled,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "While to his lady meek the Carian turn’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To mark if her dark eyes had yet discern’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This beauty in its birth⁠—Despair! despair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He saw her body fading gaunt and spare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In the cold moonshine. Straight he seized her wrist;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It melted from his grasp; her hand he kiss’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, horror! kiss’d his own⁠—he was alone.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her steed a little higher soar’d and then",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dropt hawk-wise to the earth.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "There lies a den,",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Beyond the seeming confines of the space",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Made for the soul to wander in and trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its own existence, of remotest glooms.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dark regions are around it, where the tombs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of buried griefs the spirit sees, but scarce",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One hour doth linger weeping, for the pierce",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of new-born woe it feels more inly smart:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And in these regions many a venom’d dart",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At random flies; they are the proper home",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of every ill: the man is yet to come",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who hath not journey’d in this native hell.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But few have ever felt how calm and well",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sleep may be had in that deep den of all.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There anguish does not sting, nor pleasure pall;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Woe-hurricanes beat ever at the gate,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet all is still within and desolate.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beset with painful gusts, within ye hear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No sound so loud as when on curtain’d bier",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The death-watch tick is stifled. Enter none",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who strive therefor: on the sudden it is won.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Just when the sufferer begins to burn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then it is free to him; and from an urn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Still fed by melting ice, he takes a draught⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young Semele such richness never quaff’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In her maternal longing. Happy gloom!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dark Paradise! where pale becomes the bloom",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of health by due; where silence dreariest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is most articulate; where hopes infest;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where those eyes are the brightest far that keep",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Their lids shut longest in a dreamless sleep.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O happy spirit-home! O wondrous soul!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pregnant with such a den to save the whole",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In thine own depth. Hail, gentle Carian!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For, never since thy griefs and woes began,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hast thou felt so content: a grievous feud",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Hath led thee to this Cave of Quietude.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aye, his lull’d soul was there, although upborne,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With dangerous speed: and so he did not mourn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Because he knew not whither he was going.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So happy was he, not the aerial blowing",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of trumpets at clear parley from the east",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could rouse from that fine relish, that high feast.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They stung the feather’d horse; with fierce alarm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He flapp’d towards the sound. Alas, no charm",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Could lift Endymion’s head, or he had view’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A skyey mask, a pinion’d multitude,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And silvery was its passing: voices sweet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warbling the while as if to lull and greet",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The wanderer in his path. Thus warbled they,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "While past the vision went in bright array.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "“Who, who from Dian’s feast would be away?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For all the golden bowers of the day",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are empty left? Who, who away would be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "From Cynthia’s wedding and festivity?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not Hesperus: lo! upon his silver wings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He leans away for highest heaven and sings,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Snapping his lucid fingers merrily!⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ah, Zephyrus! art here, and Flora too!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ye tender bibbers of the rain and dew,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young playmates of the rose and daffodil,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be careful, ere ye enter in, to fill",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Your baskets high",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "With fennel green, and balm, and golden pines,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Savory, latter-mint, and columbines,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cool parsley, basil sweet, and sunny thyme;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yea, every flower and leaf of every clime,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All gather’d in the dewy morning: hie",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Away! fly, fly!⁠—",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Crystalline brother of the belt of heaven,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Aquarius! to whom king Jove has given",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Two liquid pulse streams ’stead of feather’d wings,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Two fanlike fountains⁠—thine illuminings",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For Dian play:",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Dissolve the frozen purity of air;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let thy white shoulders silvery and bare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Show cold through watery pinions; make more bright",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Star-Queen’s crescent on her marriage night:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Haste, haste away!⁠—",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Castor has tamed the planet Lion, see!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And of the Bear has Pollux mastery:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A third is in the race! who is the third,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Speeding away swift as the eagle bird?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The ramping Centaur!",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "The Lion’s mane’s on end: the Bear how fierce!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The Centaur’s arrow ready seems to pierce",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Some enemy: far forth his bow is bent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the blue of heaven. He’ll be shent,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pale unrelentor,",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "When he shall hear the wedding lutes a-playing.⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Andromeda! sweet woman! why delaying",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So timidly among the stars: come hither!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Join this bright throng, and nimbly follow whither",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They all are going.",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Danae’s Son, before Jove newly bow’d,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has wept for thee, calling to Jove aloud.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thee, gentle lady, did he disenthrall:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ye shall for ever live and love, for all",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy tears are flowing.⁠—",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "By Daphne’s fright, behold Apollo!”⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "More",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion heard not: down his steed him bore,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Prone to the green head of a misty hill.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "His first touch of the earth went nigh to kill.",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "“Alas!” said he, “were I but always borne",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through dangerous winds, had but my footsteps worn",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A path in hell, for ever would I bless",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Horrors which nourish an uneasiness",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For my own sullen conquering: to him",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who lives beyond earth’s boundary, grief is dim,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sorrow is but a shadow: now I see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The grass; I feel the solid ground⁠—Ah, me!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It is thy voice⁠—divinest! Where?⁠—who? who",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Left thee so quiet on this bed of dew?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Behold upon this happy earth we are;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let us ay love each other; let us fare",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On forest-fruits, and never, never go",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Among the abodes of mortals here below,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or be by phantoms duped. O destiny!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into a labyrinth now my soul would fly,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But with thy beauty will I deaden it.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where didst thou melt to? By thee will I sit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For ever: let our fate stop here⁠—a kid",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I on this spot will offer: Pan will bid",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Us live in peace, in love and peace among",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His forest wildernesses. I have clung",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To nothing, loved a nothing, nothing seen",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or felt but a great dream! Oh, I have been",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Presumptuous against love, against the sky,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Against all elements, against the tie",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of mortals each to each, against the blooms",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of flowers, rush of rivers, and the tombs",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of heroes gone! Against his proper glory",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has my own soul conspired: so my story",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will I to children utter, and repent.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There never lived a mortal man, who bent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His appetite beyond his natural sphere,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But starved and died. My sweetest Indian, here,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Here will I kneel, for thou redeemed hast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My life from too thin breathing: gone and past",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Are cloudy phantasms. Caverns lone, farewell!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And air of visions, and the monstrous swell",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of visionary seas! No, never more",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shall airy voices cheat me to the shore",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of tangled wonder, breathless and aghast.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Adieu, my daintiest Dream! although so vast",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My love is still for thee. The hour may come",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When we shall meet in pure elysium.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On earth I may not love thee; and therefore",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Doves will I offer up, and sweetest store",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All through the teeming year: so thou wilt shine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On me, and on this damsel fair of mine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And bless our simple lives. My Indian bliss!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My river-lily bud! one human kiss!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "One sigh of real breath⁠—one gentle squeeze,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Warm as a dove’s nest among summer trees,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And warm with dew at ooze from living blood!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whither didst melt? Ah, what of that!⁠—all good",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We’ll talk about⁠—no more of dreaming.⁠—Now,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where shall our dwelling be? Under the brow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of some steep mossy hill, where ivy dun",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Would hide us up, although spring leaves were none;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And where dark yew trees, as we rustle through,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will drop their scarlet berry cups of dew?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O thou wouldst joy to live in such a place;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dusk for our loves, yet light enough to grace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those gentle limbs on mossy bed reclined:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For by one step the blue sky shouldst thou find,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And by another, in deep dell below,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "See, through the trees, a little river go",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All in its mid-day gold and glimmering.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Honey from out the gnarled hive I’ll bring,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And apples, wan with sweetness, gather thee,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Cresses that grow where no man may them see,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And sorrel untorn by the dew-claw’d stag:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pipes will I fashion of the syrinx flag,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That thou mayst always know whither I roam,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When it shall please thee in our quiet home",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To listen and think of love. Still let me speak;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Still let me dive into the joy I seek,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For yet the past doth prison me. The rill,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou haply mayst delight in, will I fill",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With fairy fishes from the mountain tarn,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thou shalt feed them from the squirrel’s barn.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its bottom will I strew with amber shells,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And pebbles blue from deep enchanted wells.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Its sides I’ll plant with dew-sweet eglantine,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And honeysuckles full of clear bee-wine.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I will entice this crystal rill to trace",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Love’s silver name upon the meadow’s face.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I’ll kneel to Vesta, for a flame of fire;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And to god Phœbus, for a golden lyre;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Empress Dian, for a hunting-spear;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Vesper, for a taper silver-clear,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I may see thy beauty through the night;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Flora, and a nightingale shall light",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tame on thy finger; to the River-gods,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And they shall bring thee taper fishing-rods",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of gold, and lines of Naiads’ long bright tress.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Heaven shield thee for thine utter loveliness!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy mossy footstool shall the altar be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Fore which I’ll bend, bending, dear love, to thee:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those lips shall be my Delphos, and shall speak",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Laws to my footsteps, colour to my cheek,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Trembling or steadfastness to this same voice,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And of three sweetest pleasurings the choice:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And that affectionate light, those diamond things,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Those eyes, those passions, those supreme pearl springs,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shall be my grief, or twinkle me to pleasure.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Say, is not bliss within our perfect seizure?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O that I could not doubt!”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "The mountaineer",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Thus strove by fancies vain and crude to clear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His brier’d path to some tranquillity.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It gave bright gladness to his lady’s eye,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And yet the tears she wept were tears of sorrow;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Answering thus, just as the golden morrow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beam’d upward from the valleys of the east:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“O that the flutter of his heart had ceased,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or the sweet name of love had pass’d away.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Young feather’d tyrant! by a swift decay",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wilt thou devote this body to the earth:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And I do think that at my very birth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I lisp’d thy blooming titles inwardly;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For at the first, first dawn and thought of thee,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With uplift hands I blest the stars of heaven.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Art thou not cruel? Ever have I striven",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To think thee kind, but ah, it will not do!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When yet a child, I heard that kisses drew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Favour from thee, and so I gave and gave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To the void air, bidding them find out love:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But when I came to feel how far above",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All fancy, pride, and fickle maidenhood,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All earthly pleasure, all imagined good,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was the warm tremble of a devout kiss,⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Even then, that moment, at the thought of this,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fainting I fell into a bed of flowers,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And languish’d there three days. Ye milder powers,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Am I not cruelly wrong’d? Believe, believe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Me, dear Endymion, were I to weave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With my own fancies garlands of sweet life,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou shouldst be one of all. Ah, bitter strife!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I may not be thy love: I am forbidden⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Indeed I am⁠—thwarted, affrighted, chidden,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By things I tremble at, and gorgon wrath.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Twice hast thou ask’d whither I went: henceforth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ask me no more! I may not utter it,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor may I be thy love. We might commit",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Ourselves at once to vengeance; we might die;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We might embrace and die: voluptuous thought!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Enlarge not to my hunger, or I’m caught",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In trammels of perverse deliciousness.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No, no, that shall not be: thee will I bless,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And bid a long adieu.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "The Carian",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "No word return’d: both lovelorn, silent, wan,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the valleys green together went.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Far wandering, they were perforce content",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To sit beneath a fair lone beechen tree;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor at each other gazed, but heavily",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pored on its hazel cirque of shedded leaves.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Endymion! unhappy! it nigh grieves",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Me to behold thee thus in last extreme:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Enskied ere this, but truly that I deem",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Truth the best music in a first-born song.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy lute-voiced brother will I sing ere long,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thou shalt aid⁠—hast thou not aided me?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yes, moonlight Emperor! felicity",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has been thy meed for many thousand years;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Yet often have I, on the brink of tears,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Mourn’d as if yet thou wert a forester;⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Forgetting the old tale.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "He did not stir",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "His eyes from the dead leaves, or one small pulse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of joy he might have felt. The spirit culls",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Unfaded amaranth, when wild it strays",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the old garden-ground of boyish days.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A little onward ran the very stream",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By which he took his first soft poppy dream;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And on the very bark ’gainst which he leant",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A crescent he had carved, and round it spent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His skill in little stars. The teeming tree",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had swollen and green’d the pious charactery.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But not ta’en out. Why, there was not a slope",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Up which he had not fear’d the antelope;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And not a tree, beneath whose rooty shade",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He had not with his tamed leopards play’d;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor could an arrow light, or javelin,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Fly in the air where his had never been⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And yet he knew it not.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "O treachery!",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Why does his lady smile, pleasing her eye",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With all his sorrowing? He sees her not.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But who so stares on him? His sister sure!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Peona of the woods!⁠—Can she endure⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Impossible⁠—how dearly they embrace!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His lady smiles; delight is in her face;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It is no treachery.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "“Dear brother mine!",
    "indent": 3
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion, weep not so! Why shouldst thou pine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "When all great Latmos so exalt will be?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thank the great gods, and look not bitterly;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And speak not one pale word, and sigh no more.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sure I will not believe thou hast such store",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of grief, to last thee to my kiss again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou surely canst not bear a mind in pain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Come hand in hand with one so beautiful.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be happy both of you! for I will pull",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The flowers of autumn for your coronals.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Pan’s holy priest for young Endymion calls;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And when he is restored, thou, fairest dame,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shalt be our queen. Now, is it not a shame",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To see ye thus,⁠—not very, very sad?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Perhaps ye are too happy to be glad:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O feel as if it were a common day;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Free-voiced as one who never was away.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "No tongue shall ask, Whence come ye? but ye shall",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be gods of your own rest imperial.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Not even I, for one whole month, will pry",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into the hours that have pass’d us by,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Since in my arbour I did sing to thee.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "O Hermes! on this very night will be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A hymning up to Cynthia, queen of light;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For the soothsayers old saw yesternight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Good visions in the air,⁠—whence will befall,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As say these sages, health perpetual",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To shepherds and their flocks; and furthermore,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In Dian’s face they read the gentle lore:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Therefore for her these vesper-carols are.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Our friends will all be there from nigh and far.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Many upon thy death have ditties made;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And many, even now, their foreheads shade",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With cypress, on a day of sacrifice.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "New singing for our maids shalt thou devise,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And pluck the sorrow from our huntsmen’s brows.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tell me, my lady-queen, how to espouse",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This wayward brother to his rightful joys!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His eyes are on thee bent, as thou didst poise",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His fate most goddess-like. Help me, I pray,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To lure⁠—Endymion, dear brother, say",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What ails thee?” He could bear no more, and so",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bent his soul fiercely like a spiritual bow,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And twang’d it inwardly, and calmly said:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“I would have thee my only friend, sweet maid!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My only visitor! not ignorant though,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That those deceptions which for pleasure go",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "’Mong men, are pleasures real as real may be;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But there are higher ones I may not see,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If impiously an earthly realm I take,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Since I saw thee, I have been wide awake",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Night after night, and day by day, until",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of the empyrean I have drunk my fill.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Let it content thee. Sister, seeing me",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More happy than betides mortality.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "A hermit young, I’ll live in mossy cave,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where thou alone shalt come to me, and lave",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy spirit in the wonders I shall tell.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through me the shepherd realm shall prosper well;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "For to thy tongue will I all health confide.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, for my sake, let this young maid abide",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With thee as a dear sister. Thou alone,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Peona, mayst return to me. I own",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This may sound strangely: but when, dearest girl,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou seest it for my happiness, no pearl",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Will trespass down those cheeks. Companion fair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wilt be content to dwell with her, to share",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This sister’s love with me?” Like one resign’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And bent by circumstance, and thereby blind",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In self-commitment, thus that meek unknown:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Aye, but a buzzing by my ears has flown,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of jubilee to Dian:⁠—truth I heard!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Well then, I see there is no little bird,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tender soever, but is Jove’s own care.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Long have I sought for rest, and, unaware,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Behold I find it! so exalted too!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So after my own heart! I knew, I knew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "There was a place untenanted in it;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In that same void white Chastity shall sit,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And monitor me nightly to lone slumber.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With sanest lips I vow me to the number",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Dian’s sisterhood; and, kind lady,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With thy good help, this very night shall see",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My future days to her fane consecrate.”",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "As feels a dreamer what doth most create",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "His own particular fright, so these three felt:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Or like one who, in after ages, knelt",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Lucifer or Baal, when he’d pine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "After a little sleep: or when in mine",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Far under-ground, a sleeper meets his friends",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Who know him not. Each diligently bends",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Towards common thoughts and things for very fear;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Striving their ghastly malady to cheer,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By thinking it a thing of yes and no,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That housewives talk of. But the spirit-blow",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Was struck, and all were dreamers. At the last",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion said: “Are not our fates all cast?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why stand we here? Adieu, ye tender pair!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Adieu!” Whereat those maidens, with wild stare,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Walk’d dizzily away. Pained and hot",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His eyes went after them, until they got",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Near to a cypress grove, whose deadly maw,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "In one swift moment, would what then he saw",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Engulf for ever. “Stay,” he cried, “ah, stay!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Turn, damsels! hist! one word I have to say:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Sweet Indian, I would see thee once again.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "It is a thing I dote on: so I’d fain,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Peona, ye should hand in hand repair,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Into those holy groves that silent are",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Behind great Dian’s temple. I’ll be yon,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At Vesper’s earliest twinkle⁠—they are gone⁠—",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But once, once, once again⁠—” At this he press’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His hands against his face, and then did rest",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His head upon a mossy hillock green,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And so remain’d as he a corpse had been",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "All the long day; save when he scantly lifted",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His eyes abroad, to see how shadows shifted",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "With the slow move of time,⁠—sluggish and weary",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until the poplar tops, in journey dreary,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Had reach’d the river’s brim. Then up he rose,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And, slowly as that very river flows,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Walk’d towards the temple grove with this lament:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“Why such a golden eve? The breeze is sent",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Careful and soft, that not a leaf may fall",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before the serene father of them all",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Bows down his summer head below the west.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Now am I of breath, speech, and speed possest,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "But at the setting I must bid adieu",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To her for the last time. Night will strew",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On the damp grass myriads of lingering leaves,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And with them shall I die; nor much it grieves",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To die, when summer dies on the cold sward.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Why, I have been a butterfly, a lord",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of flowers, garlands, love-knots, silly posies.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Groves, meadows, melodies, and arbour-roses;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "My kingdom’s at its death, and just it is",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "That I should die with it: so in all this",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "We miscall grief, bale, sorrow, heart-break, woe,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Where is there to plain of? By Titan’s foe",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "I am but rightly served.” So saying, he",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Tripp’d lightly on, in sort of deathful glee;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Laughing at the clear stream and setting sun,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As though they jests had been: nor had he done",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "His laugh at nature’s holy countenance,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Until that grove appear’d, as if perchance,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then his tongue with sober seemlihed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Gave utterance as he enter’d: “Ha!” I said,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "“King of the butterflies; but by this gloom,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And by old Rhadamanthus’ tongue of doom.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "This dusk religion, pomp of solitude,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And the Promethean clay by thief endued,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By old Saturnus’ forelock, by his head",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Shook with eternal palsy, I did wed",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Myself to things of light from infancy;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And thus to be cast out, thus lorn to die,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Is sure enough to make a mortal man",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Grow impious.” So he inwardly began",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "On things for which no wording can be found;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Deeper and deeper sinking, until drown’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Beyond the reach of music: for the choir",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of Cynthia he heard not, though rough brier",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Nor muffling thicket interposed to dull",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "The vesper hymn, far swollen, soft and full,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Through the dark pillars of those sylvan aisles.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He saw not the two maidens, nor their smiles,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Wan as primroses gather’d at midnight",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "By chilly-finger’d spring. “Unhappy wight!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Endymion!” said Peona, “we are here!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "What wouldst thou ere we all are laid on bier?",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Then he embraced her, and his lady’s hand",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Press’d, saying: “Sister, I would have command,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "If it were heaven’s will, on our sad fate.”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "At which that dark-eyed stranger stood elate",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And said, in a new voice, but sweet as love,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To Endymion’s amaze: “By Cupid’s dove,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And so thou shalt! and by the lily truth",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Of my own breast thou shalt, beloved youth!”",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And as she spake, into her face there came",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Light, as reflected from a silver flame:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her long black hair swell’d ampler, in display",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Full golden; in her eyes a brighter day",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Dawn’d blue, and full of love. Aye, he beheld",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Phœbe, his passion! joyous she upheld",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her lucid bow, continuing thus: “Drear, drear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Has our delaying been; but foolish fear",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Withheld me first; and then decrees of fate;",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "And then ’twas fit that from this mortal state",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Thou shouldst, my love, by some unlook’d-for change",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Be spiritualized. Peona, we shall range",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "These forests, and to thee they safe shall be",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "As was thy cradle; hither shalt thou flee",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To meet us many a time.” Next Cynthia bright",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Peona kiss’d, and bless’d with fair good night:",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Her brother kiss’d her too, and knelt adown",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before his goddess, in a blissful swoon.",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "She gave her fair hands to him, and behold,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Before three swiftest kisses he had told,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "They vanish’d far away!⁠—Peona went",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Home through the gloomy wood in wonderment.",
    "indent": 0
   }
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 ]
}