The Poetical Works of Thomas Chatterton with an essay on the Rowley poems by the Rev. Walter W. Skeat and a memoir by Edward Bell |
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[Minst.]Through the mirk shade of twisting trees he rides,
The frighted owlet flaps her eve-specked wing,
The lording toad in all his passes bides;
The pois'nous adders at him dart the sting.
Still, still he passes on, his steed a-strod,
Nor heeds the dangerous way if leading unto blood.
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