Created by Jijith Nadumuri at 03 Jul 2011 14:50 and updated at 03 Jul 2011 14:50


avs.7.64 [0706401] From all that woe and trouble may the Waters save and rescue me, Whatever the Raven, black of hue, flying out hither ward, hath dropped.
avs.7.64 Which the black Raven with thy mouth, O Nirriti, hath wiped away.

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