I am covered with the drops of heaven ? The time of my fading is near, the blast that shall scatter my leaves. To-morrow shall the traveller come ; he that saw me in my beauty shall come. His eyes will search the field, but they will not find me. The Beauties of Scotland: Containing a Clear and Full Account of the ... - Page 406 by Robert Forsyth - 1808 - 547 pages Full view -
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