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Post by Alan on May 30, 2007 21:35:18 GMT
Emily Dic kinson - I never saw a Moor --
I never saw a Moor -- I never saw the Sea -- Yet know I how the Heather looks And what a Billow be.
I never spoke with God Nor visited in Heaven -- Yet certain am I of the spot As if the Chart were given --
Sorry, I learn something everyday, and should have picked it up before from EGC's comment, but this D i c kensian program censors certain words.....
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Post by william on Jun 3, 2007 21:46:44 GMT
One of my favourite poets, often ridiculed but difficult to beat from four lines to epics. I think in the end they thought she was mad! Perhaps we all go this way.
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