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Earth rais’d up her head, From the darkness dread & drear. Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover’d with grey…
Once a dream did weave a shade O’er my Angel-guarded bed, That an Emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I…
Read by Poppy Miller
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?…
Read by Eileen Atkins, Alexandra Dowling, Derek Jacobi + 1 other
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here…
Read by John Mortimer
When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray – And hope but shed a dying spark Which…
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars Did wander darkling in…
