The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver... The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last ... - Page 36 by Alexander Pope - 1760 Full view -
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