Arthur and Abbey
“The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro’ the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls, Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wing flutter, voices […]
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“The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro’ the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls, Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wing flutter, voices […]