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Page 195
The Mariner tells how the ship sailed southward with a good wind and fair weather , till it reached the Line . The WeddingGuest heareth the bridal music ; but the Mariner continueth his tale . the left , Out of the sea came he !
The Mariner tells how the ship sailed southward with a good wind and fair weather , till it reached the Line . The WeddingGuest heareth the bridal music ; but the Mariner continueth his tale . the left , Out of the sea came he !
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... one word he did outpour ; Nothing further then he uttered – not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarcely more than muttered , ' Other friends have flown before – On the morrow he will leave me , as my hopes have flown before .
... one word he did outpour ; Nothing further then he uttered – not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarcely more than muttered , ' Other friends have flown before – On the morrow he will leave me , as my hopes have flown before .
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Lanier Full high in the breeze , and he stood as if Death had the form of a deer ; And the two slim does long lazily stretching arose , For their day - dream slowlier came to a close , Till they woke and were still , breath - bound with ...
Lanier Full high in the breeze , and he stood as if Death had the form of a deer ; And the two slim does long lazily stretching arose , For their day - dream slowlier came to a close , Till they woke and were still , breath - bound with ...
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