William Morris (Уильям Моррис)

The Flowering Orchard

Silk Embroidery.

Lo silken my garden,
and silken my sky,
And silken my apple-boughs
hanging on high;
All wrought by the Worm
in the peasant carle’s cot
On the Mulberry leafage
when summer was hot! 

1. Atalanta's Race
2. On The Edge Of The Wilderness
3. Another For The Briar-Rose
4. Pray But One Prayer For Us
5. Pain And Time Strive Not

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