The Prelude
Ye Presences of Nature, in the sky And on the earth ! Ye Visions of the hills ! And Souls of lonely places ! can Ithink A vulgar hope was yours when ye employed Such ministry?
Ye Presences of Nature, in the sky
And on the earth ! Ye Visions of the hills !
And Souls of lonely places ! can Ithink
A vulgar hope was yours when ye employed
Such ministry..