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Fragment: Omens

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Hark! the owlet flaps his wings
In the pathless dell beneath;
Hark! 'tis the night-raven sings
Tidings of approaching death.




Last updated January 14, 2019

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