English poem
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by Oliver Herford (1863–1935)
Ah, Franz! Could you and I with Gott conspire To grab this sorry little globe entire, Would we not shatter it to bits, and then Remould it nearer to our heart’s desire?
Versos English Oliver Herford I
Versos English Oliver Herford I
English poem
by Oliver Herford (1863–1935)
Ah, Franz! Could you and I with Gott conspire To grab this sorry little globe entire, Would we not shatter it to bits, and then Remould it nearer to our heart’s desire?