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Willows whiten, aspens quiver,Little breezes dusk and shiverThro’ the wave that runs for everBy the island in the riverFlowing down to Camelot...
Alfred, Lord Tennyson 「The Early Poems of Alfred, Lord Tennyson」
...How different a man was he now from then! Passing up the sand, he saw the stakes which he had directed Frere to cut whiten in the moonshine...
Marcus Clarke 「For the Term of His Natural Life」
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