Adela Cathcart, Volume 1 by George MacDonald
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page 119 of 202 (58%)
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of all the radiant company, only one white speck remained. Then the
prince began to sing. "And this was what he sang: "'Lady fair, Swan-white, Lift thine eyes, Banish night By the might Of thine eyes. Snowy arms, Oars of snow, Oar her hither, Plashing low Soft and slow, Oar her hither. Stream behind her O'er the lake, Radiant whiteness! In her wake Following, following for her sake, Radiant whiteness! Cling about her, Waters blue; Part not from her, But renew |
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