As down he bears before the gale.

James G. Percival (1795-1856): To Seneca Lake.

What fairy-like music steals over the sea,

Entrancing our senses with charmed melody?

Mrs. C. B. Wilson (—— -1846): What Fairy-like Music.

Her very frowns are fairer far

Than smiles of other maidens are.

Hartley Coleridge (1796-1849): She is not Fair.

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I would not live alway: I ask not to stay