Music
by Walter de la Mare
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.
My little corner of this place called the World Wide Web
Music
by Walter de la Mare
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.