The western waves of ebbing day Rolled o'er the glen their level way ; Each purple peak, each flinty spire, Was bathed in floods of living fire. But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below, Where twined the path, in shadow hid, Round...
The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. Ed., with a critical memoir, by W.M ... - Strona 190
autor: sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1882
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