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They press him now , and now Give back , here urging , and here yielding way , Till right beneath the chasm they centre him . At once the crags are loosed , and down they fall Thundering . They fell like thunder , but the crash Of scale ...
They press him now , and now Give back , here urging , and here yielding way , Till right beneath the chasm they centre him . At once the crags are loosed , and down they fall Thundering . They fell like thunder , but the crash Of scale ...
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The deep foundations shook beneath the sea : Yet there they stood , beneath the murky moon , Above the bastion , Merlin and the King . Thrice waved the sage his staff : and thrice they saw A peopled vision throng the rocky moor !
The deep foundations shook beneath the sea : Yet there they stood , beneath the murky moon , Above the bastion , Merlin and the King . Thrice waved the sage his staff : and thrice they saw A peopled vision throng the rocky moor !
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The great rock and the little rock , They slip beneath the wave . These breakers have drawn blood before , Their lilies strewn a grave . rd T ' The mole beneath the giant sea Is heaping mound on mound . Make for the ship , come quickly ...
The great rock and the little rock , They slip beneath the wave . These breakers have drawn blood before , Their lilies strewn a grave . rd T ' The mole beneath the giant sea Is heaping mound on mound . Make for the ship , come quickly ...
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Contents
I | 1 |
John SKBLTON c 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Penguin Book of Narrative Verse Part 49 of The Penguin poets |
| Editor | David Herbert |
| Publisher | Middlesex, 1960 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 27 Feb 2005 |
| Length | 462 pages |
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