English poem
Xi
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
The mountain wall--a hand divine Drew on the sky its perfect line-- Said to my soul, “Of this be sure, Thy race shall die, but I endure.
Versos English Clarence Cook Xi
Versos English Clarence Cook Xi
English poem
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
The mountain wall--a hand divine Drew on the sky its perfect line-- Said to my soul, “Of this be sure, Thy race shall die, but I endure.