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'Suddenly he awoke and was running - raw In raw-seamed hot khaki, his sweat heavy'
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Bayonet Charge
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'Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us'
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Exposure
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'Sneer of cold command'
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Ozymandias
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'The curtain I drew for you'
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My Last Duchess
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'Wrinkled lip'
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Ozymandias
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'A little boat tied to a willow tree'
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The Prelude
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'Shatter'd visage'
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Ozymandias
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'Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward'
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The Charge of the Light Brigade
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'Every black'ning church appalls'
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London
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'towered up between me and the stars'
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The Prelude
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'We are prepared: we build our houses squat'
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Storm on the Island
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'The mind-forged manacles I hear'
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London
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'two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert'
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Ozymandias
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'... and were a trouble to my dreams'
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The Prelude
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'stamp'd on these lifeless things'
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Ozymandias
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'a shaven head full of powerful incantations'
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Kamikaze
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'dem tell me, dem tell me'
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Checking Out Me History
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'the dark shoals of fishes flashing silver as their bellies swivelled towards the sun'
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Kamikaze
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'bandage up me eye with me own history'
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Checking Out Me History
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'he must have wondered which had been the better way to die'
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Kamikaze
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'blind to me own identity'
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Checking Out Me History
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'all their eyes are ice'
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Exposure
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'proud of his skill [...] with an unswerving line'
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The Prelude
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'but nothing happens'
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Exposure
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'with trembling oars I turned'
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The Prelude
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'spits like a tame cat turned savage'
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Storm on the Island
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'exploding comfotably'
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Storm on the Island
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'Runs in blood down palace walls'
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London
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'she was an elfin pinnace'
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The Prelude
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'probably armed, possibly not'
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Remains
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'hoping to hear. Your playground voice catching on the
wind'
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Poppies
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'like a swan'
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The Prelude
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'the horizon's bound, a huge peak, black and huge [...] upreared its head'
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The Prelude
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'There once was a country… I left it as a child
but my memory of it is sunlight-clear'
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The Emigree
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'I see every round as it rips through his life –
I see broad daylight on the other side.'
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Remains
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'And the drink and the drugs won’t flush him out –'
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Remains
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