← With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, 🔊
← Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. 🔊
← 'Is it he?' quoth one, 'Is this the man? By him who died on cross, 🔊
← The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, 🔊
← He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.' 🔊
← I took the oars: the Pilot's boy, Who now doth crazy go, 🔊
← He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. 🔊
← He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; 🔊