"And I cannot touch her face And I cannot touch her hair, And I kneel to empty shadows— Just memories of her grace; And her voice sings in the winds And in the sobs of dawn And among the flowers at night And from the brooks at sunrise And from the sea at sunset, And I answer with vain callings …"
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Taal Engels ● Formaat EPUB ● ISBN 9788826096858 ● Bestandsgrootte 1.0 MB ● Uitgeverij Skyline ● Gepubliceerd 2017 ● Downloadbare 24 maanden ● Valuta EUR ● ID 5448426 ● Kopieerbeveiliging Sociale DRM