‘Harp of the North! that mouldering long hast hung
On the witch-elm that shades Saint Fillan’s spring
And down the fitful breeze thy numbers flung,
Till envious ivy did around thee cling,
Muffling with verdant ringlet every string,
O Minstrel Harp, still must thine accents sleep?
Mid rustling leaves and fountains murmuring,
Still must thy sweeter sounds their silence keep,
Nor bid a warrior smile, nor teach a maid to weep?’
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Bahasa Inggris ● Format EPUB ● Halaman 321 ● ISBN 9783748159896 ● Ukuran file 0.8 MB ● Penerbit Books on Demand ● Diterbitkan 2019 ● Edisi 1 ● Diunduh 24 bulan ● Mata uang EUR ● ID 7416880 ● Perlindungan salinan DRM sosial