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9622	Coleridge, Samuel Taylor	Lyrical Ballads, With a Few Other Poems (1798)			.txt	text/plain	21975	2350	100	Ne dim ne red, like God's own head, "I fear thee and thy glittering eye Is the curse in a dead man's eye! I look'd far-forth, but little saw I pray'd and turn'd my head away Like one that hath been seven days drown'd Old men, and babes, and loving friends, 'Tis more like heaven to come than what _has_ been. A grey-haired man--he loved this little boy, --But some night-wandering Man, whose heart was pierc'd Nature's sweet voices always full of love Hath heard a pause of silence: till the Moon My heart is touched to think that men like these, At which the poor old man so long "My little boy, which like you more," Oft-times I thought to run away; Thou art thy mother's only joy; Long Susan lay deep lost in thought, like a little child. Wherever nature led; more like a man	./cache/9622.txt	./txt/9622.txt