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Слушать(AI)Mulla-Mulgars Journey Song
That one, alone,
Who's dared and
To seek the Magic Wonderstone,
No fear, or care,
Or black
Shall heed until his journey's done.
Who knows, where
The Mulgars' rose,
In valleys 'neath unmelting snows —All secrets,
Shall pierce and see,
And walk unharmed where'er he goes.
From
HE
EE
RS, by Walter De La Mare,
Duckworth & Co,
London, 1910.
A wonderful book to read.
Charley Noble
Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare (25 April 1873 – 22 June 1956) was an English poet, short story writer, and novelist. He is probably best remembered for
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