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But soon I heard the dash of oars , I heard the Pilot's cheer ; My head was turned perforce away , And I saw a boat appear . The Pilot and the Pilot's boy , I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in ...
But soon I heard the dash of oars , I heard the Pilot's cheer ; My head was turned perforce away , And I saw a boat appear . The Pilot and the Pilot's boy , I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in ...
Page 304
But Sohrab heard , and quailed not , but rushed on , And struck again ; and again Rustum bowed His head ; but this time all the blade , like glass , Sprang in a thousand shivers on the helm , And in his hand the hilt remained alone .
But Sohrab heard , and quailed not , but rushed on , And struck again ; and again Rustum bowed His head ; but this time all the blade , like glass , Sprang in a thousand shivers on the helm , And in his hand the hilt remained alone .
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For three full days I heard no sound Where Dunkery frowns on Exon Moor , I heard no sound at all around Whether his fay prevailed , Or one more foul the master were , Till some afoot did tidings bear How that , for all his practised ...
For three full days I heard no sound Where Dunkery frowns on Exon Moor , I heard no sound at all around Whether his fay prevailed , Or one more foul the master were , Till some afoot did tidings bear How that , for all his practised ...
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GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340?1400 | 1 |
ROBERT HENRYSON c 14301506 | 7 |
ANONYMOUS | 15 |
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