"An agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world." [Please select]
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The love-cry is the cry of a man who drags his way with his side torn; and the colour of it is dry red, like old blood; and the sound thereof maketh the hearers ache, so it quavers and shrills. [Please select]
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