Readings in English Literature: From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold |
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And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribb'd sea - sand . I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand so brown .'— ' Fear not , fear not , thou Wedding - Guest ! This body dropt not down .
And thou art long , and lank , and brown , As is the ribb'd sea - sand . I fear thee and thy glittering eye , And thy skinny hand so brown .'— ' Fear not , fear not , thou Wedding - Guest ! This body dropt not down .
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Come , sit beside me on this sand , and take My head betwixt thy hands , and kiss my cheeks , And wash them with thy tears , and say , My Son ! Quick ! quick ! for number'd are my sands of life , And swift ; for like the lightning to ...
Come , sit beside me on this sand , and take My head betwixt thy hands , and kiss my cheeks , And wash them with thy tears , and say , My Son ! Quick ! quick ! for number'd are my sands of life , And swift ; for like the lightning to ...
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So , on the bloody sand , Sohrab lay dead . And the great Rustum drew his horseman's cloak Down o'er his face , and sate by his dead son . As those black granite pillars , once high - rear'd on By Jemshid in Persepolis , to bear His ...
So , on the bloody sand , Sohrab lay dead . And the great Rustum drew his horseman's cloak Down o'er his face , and sate by his dead son . As those black granite pillars , once high - rear'd on By Jemshid in Persepolis , to bear His ...
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