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And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight,
All melodies the echoes of that voice,
All colours a
suffusion
from that light.
Coleridge - Poems
And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight,
All melodies the echoes of that voice,
All colours a
suffusion
from that light.
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