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Before me , in the language of Milton , A frozen continent Lies dark and wild , beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin seems Of ancient pile : all else deep ...
Before me , in the language of Milton , A frozen continent Lies dark and wild , beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin seems Of ancient pile : all else deep ...
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| Title | Leaves from a Viceroy's Note-book and Other Papers |
| Author | Marquess George Nathaniel Curzon Curzon of Kedleston |
| Publisher | Macmillan and Company, limited, 1926 |
| ISBN | 0598964924, 9780598964922 |
| Length | 414 pages |
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