In that fair Clime, the lonely Herdsman, stretched On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled his indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter... Sacred and Legendary Art: Containing the patron saints, the martyrs, the ... - Page 390by Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1895Full view - About this book
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