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600 | the china dustless, the keen knife-blades bright, | 1positive
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601 | was in cremona's workshops made, | 2no_impact
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602 | an honest tongue may drop a harmless hint. | 1positive
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603 | you shall not find the sons of atreus here, | 2no_impact
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604 | to intercept the sunshine and your face. | 2no_impact
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605 | playmates' glad symphony. | 1positive
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606 | her lion-port, her awe-commanding face, | 1positive
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607 | my father’s sister started when she caught | 2no_impact
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608 | how you sprang! how you threw off the costumes of peace with indifferent hand; | 3mixed
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609 | these fly to the heavens--their course never ends, | 2no_impact
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610 | not in the close successive rattle | 2no_impact
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611 | a man in the wars delighting, blind-eyed through right and wrong: | 3mixed
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612 | --so they feast in the hall of atli, and that eve is the first of the seven. | 1positive
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613 | i turned, and saw behind me surge | 2no_impact
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614 | to turnus only second in the grace | 2no_impact
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615 | on winter afternoons, | 2no_impact
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616 | their heads, distilling gore, his chariot grace. | 3mixed
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617 | let sophists give the lie, hearts droop, and courtiers play the worm, | 0negative
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618 | they say that 'time assuages,' -- | 2no_impact
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619 | the story of a spavined steed; | 2no_impact
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620 | swifter far than happy night, | 1positive
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621 | around my will to link it with her own, | 2no_impact
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622 | in the worst of his poems are mines of rich matter, | 3mixed
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623 | upon sea-beaten cape, | 2no_impact
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624 | by a great master of the past, | 1positive
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625 | counts his nectars -- enters, | 2no_impact
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626 | all over the vale below. | 2no_impact
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627 | while with thy childlike faith we lean | 2no_impact
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628 | and to the tender heart and brave | 1positive
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629 | a wagon, overarched with evergreen, | 2no_impact
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630 | upon her sister dear, | 2no_impact
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631 | "before god, sir, i vow, when you are gone, | 2no_impact
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632 | “acca, ’tis past! he swims before my sight, | 2no_impact
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633 | east, west, north, south, are his domain. | 2no_impact
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634 | with the earls of the goths about her: so queenly did she seem, | 1positive
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635 | with spring’s delicious trouble in the ground | 3mixed
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636 | they are fastened well, nom d'un chien! | 2no_impact
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637 | the fraud of priests, the wrong of law, | 0negative
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638 | "a quick consumption, that no art could cure! | 2no_impact
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639 | around thy place of slumber glowing! | 1positive
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640 | love works at the centre, | 2no_impact
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641 | obliterate the etchings | 0negative
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642 | of nature's gold and mints it. | 2no_impact
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643 | shall dwindle, shall blend, | 2no_impact
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644 | and leaves the world to darkness and to me. | 0negative
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645 | a story of the days of old, | 2no_impact
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646 | he bent and kissed her head, warm, shining, soft, | 1positive
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647 | and she passed out between the blessed things, | 3mixed
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648 | "how to observe" is what thy pages show, | 2no_impact
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649 | that satraps would have shivered at his frown, | 0negative
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650 | dey kin talk from hyeah to yandah, | 2no_impact
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651 | by his sacrifice, foreknown | 2no_impact
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652 | first, he mused what the animal substance or herb is | 2no_impact
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653 | harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish: | 0negative
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654 | three banks in three degrees the sailors bore; | 2no_impact
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655 | and that unrest which men miscall delight, | 3mixed
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656 | and friendship's tenderest sympathy | 1positive
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657 | her eye proclaims her of the briton line: | 2no_impact
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658 | in a dell mid lawny hills, | 2no_impact
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659 | that thou should'st smile again?"--the evening came, | 2no_impact
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660 | eliab this occasion seized, | 2no_impact
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661 | and changing like a poet's rhymes, | 2no_impact
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662 | my breast was calm as summer's sea | 1positive
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663 | oblivion's blankness claims | 0negative
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664 | when your rights was our wrongs, john, | 3mixed
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665 | godminster chimes | 2no_impact
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666 | nothin' to du but watch my shadder's trace | 2no_impact
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667 | mere raft of stone; | 2no_impact
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668 | a spirit, neither here nor there, | 2no_impact
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669 | tormented by the quickened blood of roots, | 0negative
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670 | and then, to go to sleep; | 2no_impact
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671 | with passionate longing burning, | 1positive
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672 | where the cloudy hangings waver and the flickering shadows fall, | 0negative
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673 | were i once more the lover | 2no_impact
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674 | even while we gaze, though it awhile avail | 2no_impact
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675 | well, i guess i looked at that hand | 2no_impact
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676 | a man may see the moon so, in a pond, | 2no_impact
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677 | ah, soul of mine! so brave and wise | 1positive
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678 | the oriole in the elm; the noisy jay, | 2no_impact
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679 | left the torn human heart, their food and dwelling-place. | 0negative
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680 | once upon a time, i lay | 2no_impact
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681 | still is my heart and vacant is my breath-- | 2no_impact
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682 | with sharp turns weaving | 2no_impact
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683 | flew to and fro, | 2no_impact
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684 | here on the cliff beneath the oleanders | 2no_impact
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685 | his pass to the majestical far shore. | 1positive
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686 | and virtue's bright image, enstamped on the mind, | 1positive
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687 | then he said "amarant"; and the damsel drew | 2no_impact
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688 | inexorable death; and claims his right. | 0negative
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689 | trailing, wrecked, it came to land, | 0negative
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690 | ... and call to him. | 2no_impact
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691 | how seen? how known? as through your glass | 2no_impact
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692 | (so thick they crowd), 'tis hardly seen. | 2no_impact
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693 | we were content to show, | 2no_impact
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694 | young childhood, with a moisten'd eye, | 2no_impact
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695 | dead among the shouting people, | 0negative
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696 | on their tracks his eyes were fastened, | 2no_impact
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697 | darling, the merciful father | 1positive
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698 | bird that from the nadir's floor | 2no_impact
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699 | to touch such goodness with a grimy palm. | 3mixed
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