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...cloud ; brighter and brighter yet it glowed, till all at once, above the loftiest mountain crest, " Nor dim, nor red, like God's own head, The glorious sun uprist." A flood of splendour burst upon the scene, as if sleeping Nature had suddenly awakened, and cast off...

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...language as he uses — wild, unearthly, unlike the discourse of human beings ! And such imagery — "nor dim nor red, like God's own head, the glorious sun uprist" — "as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean !" And such a tale he tells ! Like the phantasmagoria...

...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious...they, such birds to slay That bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst...

...That made the breeze to blow. Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow ! Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious...they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew The furrow followed free ; We were the first that ever burst...