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Dropped into the Ether Acre—
Wearing the Sod Gown—
Bonnet of Everlasting Laces—
Brooch—frozen on—
Horses of Blonde—and Coach of Silver—
Baggage a strapped Pearl—
Journey of Down—and Whip of Diamond—
Riding to meet the Earl—
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.............beautiful scenic imagery...and fabulous rhythm...love this ★