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Page 188
Untouched , the harp began to ring , As softly , slowly , oped the door ; And shook responsive every string , As , light , a footstep pressed the floor . Scott a And by the watch - fire's glimmering light 188.
Untouched , the harp began to ring , As softly , slowly , oped the door ; And shook responsive every string , As , light , a footstep pressed the floor . Scott a And by the watch - fire's glimmering light 188.
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Yet I thy hest will all perform at full , Watch what I see , and lightly bring thee word . ' So saying , from the ruined shrine he stepped And in the moon athwart the place of tombs , Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men ...
Yet I thy hest will all perform at full , Watch what I see , and lightly bring thee word . ' So saying , from the ruined shrine he stepped And in the moon athwart the place of tombs , Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men ...
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Watch , watch your footing . The stones in the ledge are loose . Under this hollow cliff the sea Is hissing like a goose . ' the turf go ' Let two upon And two upon Watkins a ' To think , that fish was in. green the rocks .
Watch , watch your footing . The stones in the ledge are loose . Under this hollow cliff the sea Is hissing like a goose . ' the turf go ' Let two upon And two upon Watkins a ' To think , that fish was in. green the rocks .
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GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340?1400 | 1 |
ROBERT HENRYSON c 14301506 | 7 |
ANONYMOUS | 15 |
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