Fragment: Omens
Hark! the owlet flaps his wings
In the pathless dell beneath;
Hark! 'tis the night-raven sings
Tidings of approaching death.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Hark! the owlet flaps his wings
In the pathless dell beneath;
Hark! 'tis the night-raven sings
Tidings of approaching death.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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