AT THE SIGN OF THE BEAUTIFUL STAR.
Lone watcher on the mountain-height,
It is right precious to beholdThe first long surf of climbing lightFlood all the thirsty east with gold.
J. R. Lowell.
AT THE SIGN OF THE BEAUTIFUL STAR.
Lone watcher on the mountain-height,
It is right precious to beholdThe first long surf of climbing lightFlood all the thirsty east with gold.
J. R. Lowell.