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400 | ‘these monsters, set out in the open sun, | 0negative
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401 | before the saintly soul, whose human will | 1positive
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402 | and on her ample square from side to side | 2no_impact
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403 | and hold the hours as joshua stayed the sun,-- | 2no_impact
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404 | he scarce had ended, when those two approachd | 2no_impact
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405 | blindness like that would scare the mole and bat, | 0negative
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406 | did from the altar steal a smouldering brand, | 0negative
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407 | "he whose lot hath been | 2no_impact
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408 | our present, our past, our to be, | 2no_impact
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409 | now rise and look upon me." and she rose, | 2no_impact
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410 | came sages urging on his foamy steed: | 2no_impact
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411 | is beaten by the winds, with foggy vapours bound. | 0negative
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412 | and finde thee knowing not of beasts alone, | 2no_impact
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413 | apple-blossoms pink, and low | 2no_impact
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414 | pride of thy sex, miss harriet martineau! | 1positive
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415 | we’ll say instead, the inconsequent creature, man,— | 2no_impact
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416 | until the bitter summons fell-- | 0negative
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417 | with level wings swinging | 2no_impact
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418 | lift not your hands in the banded war, | 2no_impact
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419 | would my heart and life flow onward, deathward, through this dream of | 3mixed
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420 | but de lawd is all aroun' you, | 2no_impact
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421 | in slumber; for thine enemy never sleeps, | 0negative
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422 | to hold it fast. | 2no_impact
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423 | tain't the words alone, but feelin's, | 2no_impact
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424 | no angry bolt, but harmless flame. | 3mixed
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425 | the beauty and the joy of their renewed might. | 1positive
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426 | oh, those days, so sweet, so happy, | 1positive
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427 | if men are always at a loss | 0negative
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428 | they were wet, and glistened with raindrops, shed | 2no_impact
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429 | and circling wonders fill the vast profound. | 1positive
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430 | the love that lived through all the stormy past, | 3mixed
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431 | but it is not enough, ah! not enough | 2no_impact
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432 | the pyramids have risen. | 2no_impact
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433 | "play uppe, play uppe, o boston bells! | 1positive
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434 | is plain, thou say'st: but wherefore god this way | 2no_impact
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435 | to rise upon some other shore, | 2no_impact
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436 | at dusk of eve, | 2no_impact
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437 | and then, as is my wont, i told | 2no_impact
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438 | with warning cough and threatening wheeze | 0negative
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439 | who had my mother's servant been, | 2no_impact
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440 | daily struggling, though unloved and lonely, | 0negative
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441 | there's a certain slant of light, | 2no_impact
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442 | honour to the old bow-string! | 1positive
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443 | fall again. | 2no_impact
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444 | love, on myriad lips fairer than yours, kisses you could not give! . . . | 3mixed
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445 | how heavy it seemed! as heavy as a stone; | 0negative
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446 | concerning him ye wot of, thus to think | 2no_impact
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447 | thou too art victor, rochambeau! | 1positive
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448 | when thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers. | 3mixed
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449 | and wit, like ocean, rose and fell?-- | 3mixed
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450 | how they had waited for him, to complete | 2no_impact
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451 | heart as though with ashes blending; | 0negative
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452 | and give a meaning to their lives; and still | 2no_impact
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453 | along the track. afore the noonday meal | 2no_impact
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454 | but descend to the ocean again. | 2no_impact
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455 | and yet its whole career | 2no_impact
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456 | when waves forget to roll. | 2no_impact
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457 | i see two boats with nets, lying off the shore of paumanok, quite still; | 2no_impact
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458 | rais’d on the seas, the surges to control— | 2no_impact
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459 | passing to lap thy waters, crushed the flower | 0negative
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460 | ay, knelt and worshipped on, as love in beauty's bower, | 1positive
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461 | the tale is one of distant skies; | 2no_impact
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462 | the herded wolves, bold only to pursue; | 2no_impact
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463 | would we were bidden with the rest! | 2no_impact
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464 | feel the pulses of the brave | 1positive
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465 | sparked a ruby through its heart, | 1positive
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466 | from the overhanging branches, | 2no_impact
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467 | i see them mix'd with george's sons, | 2no_impact
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468 | i watch you in your crystal sphere, | 2no_impact
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469 | daih 's de ho'n a blowin'! | 2no_impact
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470 | to teach in schools of little country towns | 2no_impact
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471 | listening, with half-suspended breath, | 2no_impact
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472 | beneath thy gracious feet! | 1positive
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473 | his hand the captive's fetters broke, | 0negative
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474 | did this wood come floating thick | 2no_impact
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475 | and confessors betwixt. | 2no_impact
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476 | his boundless gulfs and built his shore, thy breath, | 2no_impact
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477 | a hundred years, and fifty more, had spread their leaves and snows, | 2no_impact
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478 | and yet perhaps you had been startled less | 2no_impact
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479 | and say, ‘fie, pale-face! are you english girls | 2no_impact
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480 | at length they turn to nothing else but down, | 2no_impact
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481 | and, waking, find it vision,--none the less | 2no_impact
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482 | here on the street as strangers do, | 2no_impact
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483 | it is but three times thou hast set thine eyes | 2no_impact
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484 | behind the heads of children) compliments, | 2no_impact
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485 | pulled by mules dat run like rabbits, each one tryin' to git ahead. | 2no_impact
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486 | unclasped the rusty belt beneath, | 2no_impact
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487 | you heard the news from vincent carrington. | 2no_impact
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488 | got the ill name of augurs, because they were bores, —) | 0negative
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489 | sire, son, and grandson; so the century glides; | 2no_impact
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490 | but she guesses he is near, | 2no_impact
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491 | and so, | 2no_impact
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492 | and tender thoughts, and prayers, remains, | 1positive
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493 | then thro’ his breast his fatal sword he sent, | 0negative
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494 | "i mean estelle has always held the purse." | 2no_impact
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495 | though books on manners are not out of print, | 2no_impact
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496 | so, then, without a word that might offend | 2no_impact
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497 | seed-field of simpler manners, braver truth, | 1positive
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498 | the pain when it did live, | 0negative
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499 | busy, with sacerdotal tailorings | 2no_impact
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