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Harold Raitt
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Old English
Ice
Dream of the Rood
The Seafarer
The Wife’s Lament
‘A moth ate words; a marvellous event’
‘My dress is silent when I tread the ground’
‘I am a lonely being, scarred by swords’
Caedmon’s Hymn
Beowulf