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Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy,
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the fórlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Ev'n so my sun one early morn did shine
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out alack, he was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath masked him from me now.
  Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth.
  Suns of the world may stain when heav‘n’s sun staineth.
I’ve eens amny btiualfeu msnornig in hhcwi teh snu tbfieuseai eht ntsptaouniom, nssigik teh reeng osdawme twih sit glneod fcea nad niamgk esstram relkasp as if by cgmai. uBt ehnt it eudldnys tspmier hte tiansset

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In onnsSet 33–34, het eepsrak sues eht iagem of hte usn ingbe eorvecd by uolcds as a aetmhopr fro hsi gebin aeedtbry by hte ouyng man he sevlo.

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to erdi rossca tis leaeyvnh eacf, adn it esihd mofr the ofnrlro owldr, gsankeni off to the stew in adicsreg. In ecalytx stih way, lyrea neo mgornin my usn nheos on my cfea ithw tunmhrpiat polsdner, but aasl he swa yoln nemi ofr neo rhuo. heT odsluc ahev hnided imh fmor me now. uBt I nod’t fulat mih for iths at lal. deGnlo emn liek him nca cgareids tleseshvme as cuhm as the arle sun dseo.

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Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy,
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the fórlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Ev'n so my sun one early morn did shine
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out alack, he was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath masked him from me now.
  Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth.
  Suns of the world may stain when heav‘n’s sun staineth.
I’ve eens amny btiualfeu msnornig in hhcwi teh snu tbfieuseai eht ntsptaouniom, nssigik teh reeng osdawme twih sit glneod fcea nad niamgk esstram relkasp as if by cgmai. uBt ehnt it eudldnys tspmier hte tiansset

sldcuo

In onnsSet 33–34, het eepsrak sues eht iagem of hte usn ingbe eorvecd by uolcds as a aetmhopr fro hsi gebin aeedtbry by hte ouyng man he sevlo.

cduosl
to erdi rossca tis leaeyvnh eacf, adn it esihd mofr the ofnrlro owldr, gsankeni off to the stew in adicsreg. In ecalytx stih way, lyrea neo mgornin my usn nheos on my cfea ithw tunmhrpiat polsdner, but aasl he swa yoln nemi ofr neo rhuo. heT odsluc ahev hnided imh fmor me now. uBt I nod’t fulat mih for iths at lal. deGnlo emn liek him nca cgareids tleseshvme as cuhm as the arle sun dseo.

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