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Coleridge His shipmates cry out against the ancient Mariner , for killing the bird of good uck . And I had done an hellish thing , And it would work ' em woe : For all averred , I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow .
Coleridge His shipmates cry out against the ancient Mariner , for killing the bird of good uck . And I had done an hellish thing , And it would work ' em woe : For all averred , I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow .
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Then this ebony bird , beguiling my sad fancy into smiling grave and stern decotum of the countenance it wore , ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven , thou , ' I said , ' art sure no craven , Ghastly , grim and ancient raven wandering ...
Then this ebony bird , beguiling my sad fancy into smiling grave and stern decotum of the countenance it wore , ' Though thy crest be shorn and shaven , thou , ' I said , ' art sure no craven , Ghastly , grim and ancient raven wandering ...
Page 263
Somourut وہ چاند ها رو But the raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling , Poe Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird , and bust , and door ; Then , upon the velvet sinking , I betook myself to linking Fancy unto ...
Somourut وہ چاند ها رو But the raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling , Poe Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird , and bust , and door ; Then , upon the velvet sinking , I betook myself to linking Fancy unto ...
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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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