Hohenlinden (Thomas Campbell Poem)
1 On Linden, when the sun was low, 2 All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, 3 And dark as winter ...
1 On Linden, when the sun was low, 2 All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, 3 And dark as winter ...
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
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