The fir trees in pointed hatsClad in long robesLike astrologers – Guillaume Apollinaire – The Fir Trees – The dark season is upon us!The time has finally come to unveil Oubliettes […]
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The Ivy Green
Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o’er ruins old! Of right choice food are his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. The wall […]
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