Vulgar words in The Suppressed Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson (Page 1)
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rather had some loathly ghastful brow, Half-bursten from the shroud, in cere cloth bound, The dead skin withering on the fretted bone, The very spirit of Paleness made still paler By the shuddering moonlight, fix'd his eyes on mine Horrible with the anger and the heat Of the remorseful soul alive within, And damn'd unto his loathed tenement.