shape

Nor shapes of men nor beasts we kenThe ice was all between. 🔊

It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. 🔊

A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it neared and neared: 🔊

When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. 🔊

Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came. 🔊

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