29 Write the paraphrase of the following poem. 4
“Where is the knocking?”
how isn’t with me, when every noise appals me?
what hands are here! they pluck out my eyes.
will all great Neptune’s Ocean wash this blood
clean from my hand? no this my hand will rather
the multitudinous Seas incarnadine,
making the green one red.
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