The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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Otlauga,—what aileth her?—pale as death,Without a motion, without a breath,
Resteth there silent and alone,
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For when that old man passed the door,
She knew his figure I ween of yore:
She had seen that form by the pale moonlight,
Wrapped in the mists of the chilly night.
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