The Old Oak (George Borrow Poems)
Here have I stood, the pride of the park,In winter with snow on my frozen bark;In spring 'mong the flowers ...
Here have I stood, the pride of the park,In winter with snow on my frozen bark;In spring 'mong the flowers ...
From the heavenly, clear, invisible, homeOur voices come:No joy can resemble the joy which reignsIn our seraph veins.Lov'd ones, lov'd ...
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