By peals of thunder, clap on clap!
And many a terror-striking flash;—
And somewhere, as it seems, a crash,
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| And rattling ... | 1819 |
And rattling ...
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The voice, to move commiseration, Prolong'd its earnest supplication— "This storm that beats so furiously— This dreadful place! oh pity me!" While this was said, with sobs between, And many tears, by one unseen; | 1819 |
The voice, to move commiseration,
Prolong'd its earnest supplication—
"This storm that beats so furiously—
This dreadful place! oh pity me!"
While this was said, with sobs between,
And many tears, by one unseen;
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And Benjamin, without further question, Taking her for some way-worn rover, | 1819 |
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And, kind to every way-worn rover, Benjamin, without a question, | 1836 |
And Benjamin, without further question,
Taking her for some way-worn rover,