The blood is dripping little by little along the stepping stones, and I am frightened to feel that I am dreamed, in the wind, by the impassive shine of the highest […]
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The Death of Baldr
They launched the burning ship! It floated far away – over the misty sea, Till like the sun it seemed, sinking beneath the waves. Baldr returned no more! – Henry Wadsworth […]
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