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And envieth that they should live , and so many lie dead . I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ; But or ever a ...
And envieth that they should live , and so many lie dead . I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ; But or ever a ...
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... Like the corpse of her who had been its soul , dank , Which at first was lovely as if in sleep , Stretched out its long and hollow shank , Then slowly changed , till it grew a heap And stifled the air till the dead wind stank .
... Like the corpse of her who had been its soul , dank , Which at first was lovely as if in sleep , Stretched out its long and hollow shank , Then slowly changed , till it grew a heap And stifled the air till the dead wind stank .
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HENRY KIRKE WHITE BIBLIOGRAPHY Lakes of Cumberland , two centuries after they had been dead and turned to dust . In plain truth , I exist more among the dead than the living , and think more about them , and , perhaps , feel more about ...
HENRY KIRKE WHITE BIBLIOGRAPHY Lakes of Cumberland , two centuries after they had been dead and turned to dust . In plain truth , I exist more among the dead than the living , and think more about them , and , perhaps , feel more about ...
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