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Page 168
... And clashing steel does ring . The husbandman does leave his plough To wade thro ' fields of gore ; The merchant binds his brows in steel , And leaves the trading shore ; Blake The shepherd leaves his mellow pipe , And sounds 168.
... And clashing steel does ring . The husbandman does leave his plough To wade thro ' fields of gore ; The merchant binds his brows in steel , And leaves the trading shore ; Blake The shepherd leaves his mellow pipe , And sounds 168.
Page 264
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken , quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart and take thy form from off my door ! ' Mouse Quoth the raven , ' Nevermore .
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken , quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart and take thy form from off my door ! ' Mouse Quoth the raven , ' Nevermore .
Page 445
Cheat She was to leave him ; fish that flash and leave A false and staring face of studied emptiness Were not more cold . And weak as water he To waver so , who should be stone . Useless This jelly - edge of adulation .
Cheat She was to leave him ; fish that flash and leave A false and staring face of studied emptiness Were not more cold . And weak as water he To waver so , who should be stone . Useless This jelly - edge of adulation .
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