Yellow Jessamine (Constance Fenimore Woolson Poems)
In tangled wreaths, in clustered gleaming stars,In floating, curling sprays,The golden flower comes shining through the woodsThese February days;Forth go ...
In tangled wreaths, in clustered gleaming stars,In floating, curling sprays,The golden flower comes shining through the woodsThese February days;Forth go ...
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