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Page 342
... round her when the heavens are bare , Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know , where'er I go , That there hath past away a glory from the earth . Now , while the birds thus ...
... round her when the heavens are bare , Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know , where'er I go , That there hath past away a glory from the earth . Now , while the birds thus ...
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... round and round ; And all was still , save that the hill Was telling of the sound . I moved my lips - the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit ; The holy Hermit raised his eyes , And prayed where he did sit . I took the oars : the ...
... round and round ; And all was still , save that the hill Was telling of the sound . I moved my lips - the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit ; The holy Hermit raised his eyes , And prayed where he did sit . I took the oars : the ...
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... round and round ; Uprose the gleaming claw Of the leviathan , and wound In steadfast march did draw Its course away beyond the desert's bourn . I stood within a maze Woven round about me by magic art , And ordered circle - wise ; The ...
... round and round ; Uprose the gleaming claw Of the leviathan , and wound In steadfast march did draw Its course away beyond the desert's bourn . I stood within a maze Woven round about me by magic art , And ordered circle - wise ; The ...
Contents
Gay John 283285 | 50 |
Gray Thomas 292299 | 111 |
Griffin Bartholomew | 117 |
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