English poem
Li
And Indian plants, of scent and hue The sweetest that ever were fed on dew, Leaf after leaf, day after day, Were massed into the common clay.
Versos English Percy Bysshe Shelley Li
Versos English Percy Bysshe Shelley Li
English poem
And Indian plants, of scent and hue The sweetest that ever were fed on dew, Leaf after leaf, day after day, Were massed into the common clay.