Since then, at an uncertain hour,
That agony returns;
And till my ghastly tale is told,
This heart within me burns. (75)
For he had done a hellish thing...more
And it would work them woe
For all averred, he
Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was white as leprosy,
The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.
Alone, Alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea!
And never saint took pity on
My soul in agony.
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