Alexander Smith Quotes
In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp
In winter, when the dismal rain
Comes down in slanting lines,
And Wind, that grand old harper, smote
His thunder-harp of pines. (Alexander Smith)
Comes down in slanting lines,
And Wind, that grand old harper, smote
His thunder-harp of pines. (Alexander Smith)
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