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The moonlight bay was white all o'er,
Till rising from the same,
Full many shapes, that
shadows
were,
Like as of torches came.
Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads
The moonlight bay was white all o'er,
Till rising from the same,
Full many shapes, that
shadows
were,
Like as of torches came.
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