
Wordsworth
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Wordsworth · 24 chapters
And I had done an hellish thing And it would work ’em woe: For all averr’d, I had kill’d the Bird That made the Breeze to blow.
The Ice was here, the Ice was there, The Ice was all around: It crack’d and growl’d, and roar’d and howl’d— Like noises of a swound.
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