Dude clearly needs to work on his diction, wot?
As air beneath the waning Moon was haunted
by woman weighing for her demon-lover!
Another striking line: 'On her dull summer she played...'
What accent do you speak with, Chesil?
Indiana x Bristol?
Jack was almost right. At present it is a Dorset accent apparently crossed with a twang of Oregon and more than a hint of Ohio.
But the reading wasn't mine, just one I came across as I was surfing STC sites.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
actually, it's " as e'er beneath a waning moon...." e'er being a contraction for "ever". great poem!
... and it reminds me so much of those many happy hours, fishing in the sacred river Alf ...
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and there I was thinking it was 'where Ralph, the sacred river, ran'
Chesil, brilliant!!! can you read Emily Bronte through it next?
Fave line was:-
"As if the earth and plastic pants were breathing"