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“The rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid's music.”
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- Type:
- play
- Confidence:
- 0.85
- Indexed:
- 2026-07-04
- Hash:
- c169dde0e063ad77e195b004f17028201e0b0d522200e966100bfb0e592e1e2c
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Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain
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