HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit...
Poetry and poets: a collection of the choicest anecdotes relative to the ... - Стр. 89
авторы: Richard Ryan - 1826
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