English poem
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Poetry
Who hath beheld the goddess face to face, Blind with her beauty, all his days shall go Climbing lone mountains towards her temple’s place, Weighed with Song’s sweet, inexorable woe.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein I
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein I
English poem
Poetry
Who hath beheld the goddess face to face, Blind with her beauty, all his days shall go Climbing lone mountains towards her temple’s place, Weighed with Song’s sweet, inexorable woe.