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...tender honour the scarred disgrace of ruin,—laying quiet finger on the trembling stones, to teach them rest. No words, that I know of, will say what these...to tell of the rounded bosses of furred and beaming green—the starred divisions of rubied bloom, fine-filmed, as if the Rock Spirits could spin porphyry...

...honour the scarred disgrace of ruin, — laying quiet finger on the trembling stones, to teach them rest. No words, that I know of, will say what these...we do glass,— the traceries of intricate silver, andfringes of amber, lustrous, arborescent, burnished through every fibre into fitful brightness and...

...tender honor the scarred disgrace of ruin,—laying quiet finger on the trembling stones, to teach them rest. No words, that I know of, will say what these...to tell of the rounded bosses of furred and beaming green,—the starred divisions of rubied bloom, fine-filmed, as if the Rock Spirits could spin porphyry...