The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot...
Merill's Word and Sentence Book: A Practical Speller Designed to Teach the ... - Page 134
by James Ormond Wilson - 1902 - 189 pages
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