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2490	Keats, John	Lamia			.txt	text/plain	5546	424	91	"Thou smooth-lipp'd serpent, surely high inspired! Thou beauteous wreath, with melancholy eyes, Where she doth breathe!" "Bright planet, thou hast said," Leave traces in the grass and flowers sweet; By the love-glances of unlovely eyes, I love a youth of Corinth--O the bliss! And thou shalt see thy sweet nymph even now." Sweet days a lovely graduate, still unshent, His mind wrapp'd like his mantle, while her eyes Came thy sweet greeting, that if thou shouldst fade Thou art a scholar, Lycius, and must know Swoon'd, murmuring of love, and pale with pain. That Lycius could not love in half a fright, "I'm wearied," said fair Lamia: "tell me who Yourself from his quick eyes?" Lycius replied, "Sure some sweet name thou hast, though, by my truth, "I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one; Lycius," said he, "for uninvited guest Know'st thou that man?" Poor Lamia answer'd not.	./cache/2490.txt	./txt/2490.txt