 I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's...  Hoekzema's Gleanings from English Poetry - Side 167af David Hoekzema - 1893 - 334 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
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