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Question
What is the phrase 'The Century's corpse outleant' in the poem, The Darkling Thrush, a metaphor for?
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The passing of time and the end of an era.
The glory of nature.
The funeral of the thrush.
The end of poet's life.
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The passing of time and the end of an era.
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