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...curvetted on a regimental charger. CHAPTER VI. Look on ita broken arch, its ruin'd wall. Its chamber desolate, and portals foul: Yes, this was once Ambition's airy hall, The dome of thought—the palace of the soul CHILDE UAROLC. IT was at one of these sham, but earnest fights, mentioned...

...dwell? Why, ev'n the worm at last disdains her shattered cell ! Look on its broken areh, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul : Yes,...Behold, through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recfss of wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brooked control. Can all, saint, sage,...

...shattered cell ! Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul : Yea, this was once ambition's airy hall, The dome of thought,...wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brooked contiol. Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement...

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...Is that a temple where a god may dwell ? Why ev'n the worm at last disdains her shatter'd cell ! VI. Look on its broken arch, its ruin'd wall. Its chambers desolate, and portals foul : of worship thrice sacred to devotion : its violation ¡9 a triple sacrilege. But — • 'i! MI....

...dwell ? Why, even the worm at last disdains her shattered cell ! Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul ; Yes,...wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brooked control : Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement...

...dwell ? Why, even the worm at last disdains her shattered cell ! Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul ; Yes,...wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brooked control : Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement...