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[I paused on the threshold I turned to the sky]
I paused on the threshold I turned to the sky
I looked on the heaven and the dark mountains round
The full moon sailed bright through that Ocean on high
And the wind murmured past with a wild eerie sound
I looked on the heaven and the dark mountains round
The full moon sailed bright through that Ocean on high
And the wind murmured past with a wild eerie sound
And I entered the walls of my dark prison-house
Mysterious it rose from the billowy moor
Mysterious it rose from the billowy moor
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