Monday, May 26, 2014

A Place Of Arms Comments

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I knew a garden green and fair,
Flanking our London river's tide,
And you would think, to breathe its air
And roam its virgin lawns beside,
All shimmering in their velvet fleece,
'Nothing can hurt this haunt of Peace.'
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