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... land to land , Since then , at an uncertain hour , That agony returns : And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . I pass , like night , from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face ...
... land to land , Since then , at an uncertain hour , That agony returns : And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . I pass , like night , from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face ...
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... land , " This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon . " In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon . All round the coast the languid air did swoon , Breathing like one that hath a weary dream . Full ...
... land , " This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon . " In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon . All round the coast the languid air did swoon , Breathing like one that hath a weary dream . Full ...
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... land : far off , three mountain - tops , Three silent pinnacles of aged snow , Stood sunset - flushed : and , dewed with showery drops , Up - clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse . The charmed sunset lingered low adown In the ...
... land : far off , three mountain - tops , Three silent pinnacles of aged snow , Stood sunset - flushed : and , dewed with showery drops , Up - clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse . The charmed sunset lingered low adown In the ...
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OLD ENGLISH BALLADS | 3 |
OR THE TWO SISTERS | 10 |
THE WIFE OF USHERS WELL | 16 |
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