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...the ghost of what I was, Beneath some blasted tree I lie reclin'd, And count the silent moments ;n they pass. The winged moments, whose unstaying speed...And lay me down in peace with them that rest. Oft morning dreams presage approaching fate ; And morning dreams, as poett tell, are true. Led by pale...

...inconstant wind, Meagre and pale, the ghost of what I was, Beneath some blasted tree I lie reclined, And count the silent moments as they pass : The winged...flight shall shortly count me with the dead, And lay me do\vn in peace with them that rest. Oft morning dreams presage approaching fate ; And morning dreams,...

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...Starting and shivering in the' inconstant 'wind, Meagre and pale, the ghost of what I -was, Beneath some blasted tree I lie reclin'd, And count the silent...rest. Oft morning-dreams presage approaching fate; And morning-dreams, as poets tell, are true : Led by pale ghosts, I enter Death's dark gate, And bid...