Trumbull Stickney (Трамбэлл Стикни)

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I hear a river thro' the valley wander
Whose water runs, the song alone remaining.
A rainbow stands and summer passes under.

1. And, the Last Day Being Come
2. Leave Him Now Quiet by the Way
3. Dramatic Fragment
4. Be Still. The Hanging Gardens Were a Dream
5. In Ampezzo

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1765

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