Besides this May
We know
There is Another —
How fair
Our Speculations of the Foreigner!
Some know Him whom We knew —
Sweet Wonder —
A Nature be
Where Saints, and our plain going Neighbor
Keep May!
Besides this May
We know
There is Another —
How fair
Our Speculations of the Foreigner!
Some know Him whom We knew —
Sweet Wonder —
A Nature be
Where Saints, and our plain going Neighbor
Keep May!
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