The Eve of St Agnes
- Created by: Alemae
- Created on: 03-05-17 14:22
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Clues
- A cruel man and impious thou art (1, 3, 3, 4, 3)
- Already had his deathbell rung (7, 3, 3, 4)
- an elfin storm from faery land (2, 5, 4, 4)
- But she saw not:her heart was otherwhere (3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 0)
- His pained heart made purple riot (3, 5, 4, 6, 0)
- Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness (0, 2, 4, 2, 1, 10)
- So free from mortal taint (2, 4, 4, 6, 0)
- Soon his eyes grew brilliant (4, 3, 4, 4, 0)
- They glide, like phantoms, into the wide hall (4, 4, 4, 3, 4, 0)
- This is no dream, my bride, my Madeline! (4, 2, 2, 2, 2, 8)
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