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Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did dripTill clomb above the eastern bar The hornéd Moon ...
Fear at my heart , as at a cup , My life - blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did dripTill clomb above the eastern bar The hornéd Moon ...
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I calmed her fears , and she was calm , And told her love with virgin pride ; And so I won my Genevieve , My bright and ... late yestreen I saw the new Moon , With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear , I fear , my Master dear !
I calmed her fears , and she was calm , And told her love with virgin pride ; And so I won my Genevieve , My bright and ... late yestreen I saw the new Moon , With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear , I fear , my Master dear !
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Fear'st thou ? " " O no ! " she faintly said ; “ But why so stern and cold ? “ What yonder rings ? what yonder sings ? Why shrieks the owlet grey . " " Tis death - bell's clang , ' tis funeral song , The body to the clay .
Fear'st thou ? " " O no ! " she faintly said ; “ But why so stern and cold ? “ What yonder rings ? what yonder sings ? Why shrieks the owlet grey . " " Tis death - bell's clang , ' tis funeral song , The body to the clay .
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