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"Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room" (Prof Kersh example)

"Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room"
By William Wordsworth 
 
Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room;
And hermits are contented with their cells;
And students with their pensive citadels;
Maids at the wheel, the weaver at this loom,
Sit blithe and happy; bees that soar for bloom,
High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells,
Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells:
In truth the prison, into which we doom
Ourselves, no prison is: and hence for me,

"When I have fears that I may cease to be" by John Keats (Nidhi)

When I have fears that I may cease to be 
   Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, 
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery, 
   Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain; 
When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, 
   Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, 
And think that I may never live to trace 
   Their shadows with the magic hand of chance; 
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, 
   That I shall never look upon thee more, 
Never have relish in the faery power 

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Fasti 4.741-760

ūre marēs oleās taedamque herbāsque Sabīnās,           

  et crepet in mediīs laurus adusta focīs;            

lībaque dē miliō miliī fiscella sequātur:             

Fasti 4.721-740

Nox abiit, oriturque Aurōra: Parīlia poscor;                     721

  nōn poscor frūstrā, sī favet alma Palēs.           

alma Palēs, faveās pāstōria sacra canentī,        

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