In the Glad Psalms
In the glad psalms on Sundays ye recite
In this cold loveless sunless English air
Ye see not, but the poet sees the light
Of passion, he knows that Bathsheba is there.
In this cold loveless sunless English air
Ye see not, but the poet sees the light
Of passion, he knows that Bathsheba is there.
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