Granite Monthly: A Magazine of Literature, History and State Progress, 5455 tomaiContains articles on the White Mountains and a map. |
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... delicate , white , Painted by Carlo Vanloo , Loves in a riot of light , From the shutting mist of death , From the failure of the breath , I made a battle - horn to blow ... Roses and vaporous blue ; Hark to the dainty frou - frou !
... delicate , white , Painted by Carlo Vanloo , Loves in a riot of light , From the shutting mist of death , From the failure of the breath , I made a battle - horn to blow ... Roses and vaporous blue ; Hark to the dainty frou - frou !
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The Granite Monthly A Magazine of Literature, History and State ..., 7 tomas Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
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