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At the rising of the Moon , We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails ...
At the rising of the Moon , We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails ...
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And the coming wind did roar more loud , And the sails did sigh like sedge ; And the rain poured down from one black cloud ; The Moon was at its edge . The thick black cloud was cleft , and still The Moon was at its side : Like waters ...
And the coming wind did roar more loud , And the sails did sigh like sedge ; And the rain poured down from one black cloud ; The Moon was at its edge . The thick black cloud was cleft , and still The Moon was at its side : Like waters ...
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To rake the moon from out the sea . The bowl goes trim . The moon doth shine . And our ballast is old wine . And your ballast is old wine . Who art thou , so fast adrift ? I am he they call Old Care . Here on board we will thee lift .
To rake the moon from out the sea . The bowl goes trim . The moon doth shine . And our ballast is old wine . And your ballast is old wine . Who art thou , so fast adrift ? I am he they call Old Care . Here on board we will thee lift .
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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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