

voices of the northernwindThou who hearest my cries Say,are they the voice ofvoices of the northernwind
a forgotten spirit, echoing amongst the high mountains?
Say, o listener, are they The voice of thy melancholy too, That leadest thou trough the night 'till the sun rises yet again?
Say, o listener, are they The saddest moments of thy soul That opress and deprass thy mind On these lonsome wanderings?
Say, o listener, hearest thou The song of the northernwind That calls you into these immortal forests Shall it not forever haunt you?
That i know... Shall thou resist
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...As I lay this dying rose before you
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...As I lay this dying rose before you
I wish I had more pics similar to the one you like
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...As I lay this dying rose before you
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...As I lay this dying rose before you
Well a warm welcme to DA!
And good luck with future comments!
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"The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine, The birds are silent in their nest, And i seek for mine,
The moon like a flower in heavens high bower; With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night" William Blake
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