Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows,...
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language - Página 253
de Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 332 páginas
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