English poem
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by Walter Crane (1863–1929)
E’en then, when first I tasted of the tree, And dayspring of new knowledge touched mine eyes, That erst were sealed—as other books to me, Until upon thy hills new light should rise:
English poem
by Walter Crane (1863–1929)
E’en then, when first I tasted of the tree, And dayspring of new knowledge touched mine eyes, That erst were sealed—as other books to me, Until upon thy hills new light should rise: