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...hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. Thou art my tropics and mine Italy ; To look at thee...clime ; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and need not space or time : Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like warm ravishment...

...hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. Thou art my tropics and mine Italy ; To look at thee...clime ; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and need not space or time : MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. Kot in mid June the golden-cuirasscd Ix'e Feels a more...

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...hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. Thou art my tropics and mine Italy; To look at thee...givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time: His fragrant Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I...

...hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. Thou art my tropics and mine Italy ; To look at thee...givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time: MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. Not in mid Jane the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like warm ravishment...