The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 pages |
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... sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ! The gloomy aisles , Black - plaister'd , and hung round with shreds of ' scutcheons And tatter'd coats of arms , send back ...
... sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ! The gloomy aisles , Black - plaister'd , and hung round with shreds of ' scutcheons And tatter'd coats of arms , send back ...
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... sound was heard . Under the water it rumbled on , Still louder and more dread : It reached the ship , it split the bay ; The ship went down like lead . The ancient Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound , Mariner is saved in the ...
... sound was heard . Under the water it rumbled on , Still louder and more dread : It reached the ship , it split the bay ; The ship went down like lead . The ancient Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound , Mariner is saved in the ...
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... sound , The bubbles rose and burst around : Quoth Sir Ralph , ' The next who comes to the Rock Won't bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok . ' Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away , He scoured the seas for many a day ; And now grown rich with ...
... sound , The bubbles rose and burst around : Quoth Sir Ralph , ' The next who comes to the Rock Won't bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok . ' Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away , He scoured the seas for many a day ; And now grown rich with ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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