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Sep 27
Sublime in “Mutability”
“We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly! Yet soon Night closes round and they are lost for ever:” (Lines 1-5) “To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last.” (Lines 8 & 9) Percy …