Mazelli – Canto III (George W Sands Poems)
I.With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,Wide waves the morn her golden wing;With countless variegated beamsThe empurpled orient glows and ...
I.With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,Wide waves the morn her golden wing;With countless variegated beamsThe empurpled orient glows and ...
Father, I have dreamed a dream,When the rosy morning hourPoured its light on field and stream,Kindling nature with its pow'r;--O'er ...
When the leaf is on the tree,And the bird is in the bower,And the butterfly and bee,Bear its treasures from ...
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