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Drowned

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Introductory Sampling
SectionUntitled Drafts

Opening lines

My mother sat me on the cottage stairWith steaming porridge and a pewter spoon.But over the purple hill there rose the moon,Like some great silver spider from her lair.

Textual states

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Untitled draftDrowned
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Characters in this Work

Exhaustively reviewed. Counts are across the exact Poetry textual states currently catalogued for this Work; a zero result means no qualifying individual Character/entity was found in those states.

the drowned childchild narrator who leaves the cottage and lives below the fen1 textual statethe drowned child’s mothermother of the drowned child narrator1 textual statethe elfin babeindividual fairy child with whom the narrator sports below the fen1 textual statethe moon-mare’s foalindividual magical foal accompanying the drowned narrator1 textual state

Publication appearances

The "New" Howard Reader #3Joe & Mona MarekNovember 1998↗The Collected Poetry of Robert E. HowardREH Foundation PressJanuary 2009↗A Word from the Outer DarkProject PrideFebruary 2009↗The Collected Poetry of Robert E. Howard Volume TwoREH Foundation PressNovember 2022↗