English poem
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The notes that fall in sweetness, Where birds in woodland sing; The sounds of softest music, That winds in summer bring, Are wafted o’er that city bright, In strains of unalloyed delight.
Versos English John Brownlie Vi
Versos English John Brownlie Vi
English poem
The notes that fall in sweetness, Where birds in woodland sing; The sounds of softest music, That winds in summer bring, Are wafted o’er that city bright, In strains of unalloyed delight.