John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб)

The Sun

He prisons many a life indeed
Within the narrow cells of seed,
But cannot call them forth again
Without the sesame of rain.

1. A Legacy
2. At Cock-Crow
3. Bicycles! Tricycles!
4. Butterfly
5. Silk

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