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... And now, alas! the poor sprite is Imprisoned for some fault of his In a body like a grave, or it strikes across a movement of strong and effective poetical thinking, as in Wordsworth's Ode to Duty , Me this unchartered freedom tires, or leaps up at once to set the tone of a poem, Page 293 She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight, A lovely ...