WE'LL to the woods no... «The Collected Poems»
innashpitzberg6 мая 2012WE'LL to the woods no more, The laurels all are cut, The bowers are bare of bay That once the Muses wore; The year draws in the day And soon will evening shut: The laurels all are cut, We'll to the woods no more Oh we'll no more, no more To the leafy woods away, To the high wild woods of laurel And the bowers of bay no more.
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