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 No spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing nor sinew unbraced. Oh, the wild joys of living! the leaping from rock up to rock, The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water,...  On the Poet Objective and Subjective: On the Latter's Aim; on Shelley as Man ... - หน้า 103 โดย Robert Browning - 1881 - 20 หน้า มุมมองทั้งเล่ม -
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