 The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark,...  Hoekzema's Gleanings from English Poetry - Side 184af David Hoekzema - 1893 - 334 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
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