For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender... The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson ... - Página 433 por Ossian - 1805 Vista completa -
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