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Tread thou in them boldly
You shall find the winter’s rage
Freeze thy bones less coldly
Tread thou in them boldly
You shall find the winter’s rage
Freeze thy bones less coldly
In those deserted walks, may find
A flower beat with rain and wind,
Which once she foster'd up with care;
[…]
But since it pleased a vanish'd eye,
I go to plant it on his tomb,
That if it can it there may bloom,
Or, dying, there at least may die.
[Canto 8]
In those deserted walks, may find
A flower beat with rain and wind,
Which once she foster'd up with care;
[…]
But since it pleased a vanish'd eye,
I go to plant it on his tomb,
That if it can it there may bloom,
Or, dying, there at least may die.
[Canto 8]