...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang 'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang 'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...him, and a cry Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon. Tlien saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them...

...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery...hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them ; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms...

...him, and a cry Before His own thought drove him like a goad. Dry cla-=h'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms, and all to left and right The bare...level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon." The two last lines place you on the very spot: you see it almost with your bodily eyes. And marvellous...

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