Potential Titles: Edward Thring

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A dim fear passed through buttress, and roof, and beam - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: II. The Summons"

Down descends in orbs of white - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: III. Thoughts"

Precious beads of hope are pearled on each sorrow - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: III. Thoughts"

Pearled on each sorrow through the world - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: III. Thoughts"

Softest dews of peace in showers - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: III. Thoughts"

The very spring breathes bitter breath - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: IV. The Journey"

And careless rivulets with their peace - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: IV. The Journey"

The first sounds that the earth heard - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Half untold their secret keep - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Murmur evermore old-world tidings to the shore - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Moving light spreads round earth a mantle bright - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Wide as range of eye or mind - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Free as range of eye or mind - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Tameless playmate of the wind - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Touched by Ariel's power, free of air, and earth, and waves - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

Thrice turn round and shut your eyes - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: V. The Sea.--Safety"

When the golden waves are tumbling into the sun - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VII. Ripples"

The silent air is thinking of nothing - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VII. Ripples"

Where the pebbles and inrushing sea battle - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VII. Ripples"

Which rests awhile on earth and sinks unseen - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"

Thoughts through narrowing glooms of shade - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"

Each tendril the old welcome gives - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"

The very ants are marching still - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"

Count on summer evenings the apples he will eat - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: IX. The Sands"

Where the east wind gallops keen - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: IX. The Sands"

When the mortal spirit weds a half-veiled immortality - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

A sunny silence makes heart-music - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

In and out the enchanted shadows flee - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

Ruffle the embroidery on her breast - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

A living veil drops down from the sky - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

All the sun can weave out of silver seas - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

Silken tissue spun from the blue distance - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

The oak groves flushed with spring delight - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

Evermore a prophet's dream enfolding - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"

Whoever ran pell-mell from smoke-witted man - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Scared from haunted well and tree - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Village green and woodland spells - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Time his hinge had backward sprung - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Caught old Time with potent spells - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Opening into some bright dream - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Won from the rays slipped off the sun - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"

Enthroned within a more ethereal blue - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XII. Sunday.--The Hill-Top"

In that fair borderland of earth and heaven - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XII. Sunday.--The Hill-Top"

The magic light that hill sends on to hill - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XII. Sunday.--The Hill-Top"

Say not that our hearts are cold - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIII. The Return"

As long as youth breathes living fire - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"

As long as scorn is on the liar - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"

Bid Hope his thrilling clarion blow - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"

And truth from truth full circle run - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"


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