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Page 10
Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock
sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen ' s low Came to her :
without hope of change , In sleep she seem ' d to walk forlorn , Till cold winds
woke ...
Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the night - fowl crow : The cock
sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen ' s low Came to her :
without hope of change , In sleep she seem ' d to walk forlorn , Till cold winds
woke ...
Page 21
From the green rivage many a fall Of diamond rillets musical , Thro ' little crystal
arches low Down from the central fountain ' s flow Fall ' n silver - chiming , seem '
d to shake The sparkling flints beneath the prow , A goodly place , a goodly time ...
From the green rivage many a fall Of diamond rillets musical , Thro ' little crystal
arches low Down from the central fountain ' s flow Fall ' n silver - chiming , seem '
d to shake The sparkling flints beneath the prow , A goodly place , a goodly time ...
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... hollow - vaulted dark , and stream ' d Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost
Bagdat , till there seem ' d Hundreds of crescents on the roof Of night new - risen ,
that marvellous time To celebrate the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid .
... hollow - vaulted dark , and stream ' d Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost
Bagdat , till there seem ' d Hundreds of crescents on the roof Of night new - risen ,
that marvellous time To celebrate the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Till now at noon she slept again , And seem ' d
knee - deep in mountain grass , And heard her native breezes pass , And runlets
babbling down the glen . She breathed in sleep a lower moan , And murmuring ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Till now at noon she slept again , And seem ' d
knee - deep in mountain grass , And heard her native breezes pass , And runlets
babbling down the glen . She breathed in sleep a lower moan , And murmuring ...
Page 76
An image seem ' d to pass the door , To look at her with slight , and say , “ But
now thy beauty flows away , So be alone for evermore . ” “ O cruel heart , " she
changed her tone , “ And cruel love , whose end is scorn , Is this the end to be left
...
An image seem ' d to pass the door , To look at her with slight , and say , “ But
now thy beauty flows away , So be alone for evermore . ” “ O cruel heart , " she
changed her tone , “ And cruel love , whose end is scorn , Is this the end to be left
...
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