English poem
Xv
by Oliver Herford (1863–1935)
From Europe’s centre, through the Belgian gate I rode and at the Door of Paris sate. And many a city ravished by the road, But Paris--she is still immaculate.
Versos English Oliver Herford Xv
Versos English Oliver Herford Xv
English poem
by Oliver Herford (1863–1935)
From Europe’s centre, through the Belgian gate I rode and at the Door of Paris sate. And many a city ravished by the road, But Paris--she is still immaculate.