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 THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness...  An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway ... - Seite 367 von John Evans - 1817 Vollansicht -
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