Стихотворения Энн Луизы Бликер на английском языке
Return To Tomhanick HAIL, happy shades! though clad with heavy snows,At sight of you with joy my bosom glows;Ye arching pines, that bow with every breeze,Ye poplars, elms, all hail! my well-known trees!And now my peaceful mansion strikes my eye,And…