O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,... La Belle Assemblée - Pagina 1061807Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
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