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Oscar Wilde, The Ballad Of Reading Gaol Quotes: Silently we went round and round, And through each hollow mindThe memory of dreadful thingsRushed like a dreadful wind, And horror stalked before each man, And terror crept behind.
         

Silently we went round and round, And through each hollow mindThe memory of dreadful thingsRushed like a dreadful wind, And horror stalked before each man, And terror crept behind.


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Silently we went round and round, And through each hollow mindThe memory of dreadful thingsRushed like a dreadful wind, And horror stalked before each man, And terror crept behind.
         



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