English poem
Xv
Long, long with blistered feet we wandered in That land of ruins, through whose sky of brass Hate's harpy shrieked; and in whose iron grass The hydra hissed of undestroyable Sin.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Xv
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Xv
English poem
Long, long with blistered feet we wandered in That land of ruins, through whose sky of brass Hate's harpy shrieked; and in whose iron grass The hydra hissed of undestroyable Sin.