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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUSPIRIA NOCTIS, by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL Poet's Biography
First Line: Reading, and reading - little is the gain
Last Line: Moans like a dying hound.
Subject(s): Books; Reading
First Line: Reading, and reading - little is the gain
Last Line: Moans like a dying hound.
Subject(s): Books; Reading
Reading, and reading -- little is the gain
Long dwelling with the minds of dead men leaves.
List rather to the melancholy rain,
Drop -- dropping from the eaves.
Still, the old tale -- how hardly worth the telling!
Hark to the wind! -- again that mournful sound,
That, all night long, around this lonely dwelling,
Moans like a dying hound.
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