Amidst my endless dwale
I rise from dimpled vale,
A stale aubade
from chasm broad
doth lull the mad travail.
The brilliant glow o'er
mountains cascading below
Endulges the golden
towers of wheat
and brings sabasim 'pon the dale.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
Amidst my endless dwale
I rise from dimpled vale,
A stale aubade
from chasm broad
doth lull the mad travail.
The brilliant glow o'er
mountains cascading below
Endulges the golden
towers of wheat
and brings sabasim 'pon the dale.
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