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Letitia Elizabeth Landon - What is the light from yon...
What is the light from yon deep wood flashing - What the sound on the wild wind borne ? What the dark ranks that are onwards dashing To the voice of the pealing horn ? Who are they that thundering go ? - It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou ! (Letitia Elizabeth Landon)

What is the light from yon deep wood flashing - What the sound on the wild wind borne ? What the dark ranks that are onwards dashing To the voice of the pealing horn ? Who are they that thundering go ? - It is the Black Hunt of the bold Litzou !

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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