Sunday Morning (Louis MacNeice Poems)
Down the road someone is practising scales,The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails,Man's heart expands to ...
Down the road someone is practising scales,The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails,Man's heart expands to ...
Now on the summit rapt I stand,The centre of the circling land.See, around, above, below,What beauties blaze, what colors glow!Blending, ...
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