Thursday, January 1, 2004

The Ghosts' High Noon Comments

Rating: 2.3

When the night wind howls in the chimney cowls, and the bat in the
moonlight flies,
And inky clouds, like funeral shrouds, sail over the midnight skies -
When the footpads quail at the night-bird's wail, and black dogs
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William Schwenck Gilbert
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William Schwenck Gilbert

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