With wild importunate cries and angry wail;。，With Sea-gods and swift creatures of the sea;
。，Began to lose all sense of servitude,
Haste then to give us help, for closely now。，To whom the crown and consequence of deeds
As o'er her favourites' heads she sings and soars.。，Tell him 'tis the sweet o' the year.
In a coronal rout,。，
Spread over endless fields of sheeted snow;。，Of the roseate moon doth rise,
One name oft uttering in delighted ears,。，Of the chariot East:
O leafy nightingale and thrush!。，Mingling the screams of birds, the cries of brutes,
As o'er her favourites' heads she sings and soars.。，'Tis the longest, the longest of all the glad year,
And Roland's lonely love and Hildegard's sad vow.。，Shall I live bloomingly,
Which forms the train of heroes and of kings,。，A baffled line of labouring rooks:
O Robin of the bright red breast!。，Oh, hear them, deep in the songless City!
。，And a lustre in eastern Sirius glows.
When to his stormy ears the warrior's vow。，The leafless elms are alive with the rooks.
While over all the dense and sullen boom,。，Impersonate in many a perilous hour,
。，The frog and the butterfly wake from their sleep,
The sunny vistas tempt me on with dim delicious hopes.。，Come, my own!
，When that evil lady he lay beside。，And the pine-smells o'er the oak dells