She stood breast-high amid the corn. Slow glides the Nile: amid the margin flags The morning broke, light stolé upon the clouds 144 130 266 95 98 72 288 48 318 143 317 290 151 264 277 |
She stood breast-high amid the corn. Slow glides the Nile: amid the margin flags The morning broke, light stolé upon the clouds 144 130 266 95 98 72 288 48 318 143 317 290 151 264 277 |