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314 SONNKTS. XX. SHAKESPEARE. Wuzzz the tall desnuts, w?ving.to ? breese.?. Extend their venerable pomp of shade, And all their leafy bowers are. voeal made By the soft music of the,murmuring.bees, That hang upon 4heir bl0om---in.careless ease On the green lawn, beneath their umbrage, laido I view each sylyan ch .ann ?r0unA display'd, While, Sh?kespenre'? numbers ,ou my fancy seize. Dream of a S?.m.mer's night, .thine elfin queen . (In the swat madoe?s of a poet'.s trance) I see, and jealous Oberon's sterner mien, While all theit-.subjeet fays before me glance; O Nature's ?mxi, how. Natures every scene. Doth prove ? peneil's ?- _?, and enhance 'v.
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