1765
A call in the street in winter,
Unseasonably garbed
In the verge of spring's creatures'
Voices,
Tastes of years.
Unforeseen not unexpected
Is some score winters gone.
posted by mark drago at 08:53
30 December 2011
1765
A call in the street in winter,
Unseasonably garbed
In the verge of spring's creatures'
Voices,
Tastes of years.
Unforeseen not unexpected
Is some score winters gone.
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ready for the new year city??!!!!
oh, of course--- and best wishes to you dear S.
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