The Celtic Twilight
Language: en
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Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.
Language: en
/0/478/coverbig.jpg?v=04aa83b97cfd4b629657372011571f1e)
Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.