English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... moved on ! Beneath the lightning and the Moon The dead men gave a groan . 330 " They groaned , they stirred , they all uprose , Nor spake , nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange , even in a dream , To have seen those dead men rise ...
... moved on ! Beneath the lightning and the Moon The dead men gave a groan . 330 " They groaned , they stirred , they all uprose , Nor spake , nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange , even in a dream , To have seen those dead men rise ...
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... moved her off , and drew her back , Bending his lofty head far over hers , And the dark depths of nature heaved and burst . He turned away ; not far , but silent still . She now first shuddered ; for in him , so nigh , So long a silence ...
... moved her off , and drew her back , Bending his lofty head far over hers , And the dark depths of nature heaved and burst . He turned away ; not far , but silent still . She now first shuddered ; for in him , so nigh , So long a silence ...
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... moved toward the south . He also began to make comparisons between living species and species recently extinct which he found in fossil remains . On his return from the voyage , he issued his Journal ( 1839 ) , which gave the principal ...
... moved toward the south . He also began to make comparisons between living species and species recently extinct which he found in fossil remains . On his return from the voyage , he issued his Journal ( 1839 ) , which gave the principal ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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