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And the sea answered , with a lamentation , Like some old prophet wailing , and
it said , “ Alas ! thy youth is dead ! It breathes no more , its heart has no pulsation ;
In the dark places with the dead of old It lies for ever cold ! ” Then said I , “ From ...
And the sea answered , with a lamentation , Like some old prophet wailing , and
it said , “ Alas ! thy youth is dead ! It breathes no more , its heart has no pulsation ;
In the dark places with the dead of old It lies for ever cold ! ” Then said I , “ From ...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Christmas Bells . 23 Then pealed the bells more
loud and deep : “ God is not dead ; nor doth he sleep ! The Wrong shall fail , The
Right prevail , With peace on earth , good - will to men ! ” KAMBALU . INTRO NTO
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Christmas Bells . 23 Then pealed the bells more
loud and deep : “ God is not dead ; nor doth he sleep ! The Wrong shall fail , The
Right prevail , With peace on earth , good - will to men ! ” KAMBALU . INTRO NTO
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Thus into the city of Kambalu Rode the great captain Aläu ; And he stood before
the Khan , and said : “ The enemies of my lord are dead ; All the Kalifs of all the
West Bow and obey thy least behest ; The plains are dark with the mulberry -
trees ...
Thus into the city of Kambalu Rode the great captain Aläu ; And he stood before
the Khan , and said : “ The enemies of my lord are dead ; All the Kalifs of all the
West Bow and obey thy least behest ; The plains are dark with the mulberry -
trees ...
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... prayer nor a cry nor a groan Was heard from those massive walls of stone , Nor
again was the Kalif seen alive ! “ When at last we unlocked the door , We found
him dead upon the floor ; Kambalu . 29 The rings had dropped from his withered.
... prayer nor a cry nor a groan Was heard from those massive walls of stone , Nor
again was the Kalif seen alive ! “ When at last we unlocked the door , We found
him dead upon the floor ; Kambalu . 29 The rings had dropped from his withered.
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Dust are all the hands that wrought ; Books are sepulchres of thought ; The dead
laurels of the dead Rustle for a moment only , Like the withered leaves in lonely
Churchyards at some passing tread . ” The Wind over the Chimney . 33 Suddenly
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Dust are all the hands that wrought ; Books are sepulchres of thought ; The dead
laurels of the dead Rustle for a moment only , Like the withered leaves in lonely
Churchyards at some passing tread . ” The Wind over the Chimney . 33 Suddenly
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