life

Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. 🔊

We listened and looked sideways up! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip! 🔊

The upper air burst into life! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, 🔊

But ere my living life returned, I heard and in my soul discerned Two voices in the air. 🔊

This Hermit good lives in that wood Which slopes down to the sea. 🔊

Frequency index

Alphabetical index