As At A Canaan
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As at a Canaan
The best wine for the last
So here
In these lordly cliffs that
Hanging into the waters
Deep
Magic fogs and frosty mists instill.
The Soul too is thus retained.
And seeing this over the sea-depths wanes.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş