Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)
Songs from the Turret. 11. Three things my ladye seemeth like to me
Three things my ladye seemeth like to me-- She seems like moonlight on a waveless sea. And like the delicate fragrance, which exhales, When Day's warm garments brush the dewy vales. And when my heart grows weary of earth's sound, She seems like silence--restful and profound.
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