Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Spectral Horseman Comments

Rating: 2.3

What was the shriek that struck Fancy's ear
As it sate on the ruins of time that is past?
Hark! it floats on the fitful blast of the wind,
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Dr Antony Theodore 16 July 2019

It is not the shade of a murdered man, Who has rushed uncalled to the throne of his God, And howls in the pause of the eddying storm. a fine poem. tony

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