Читать книгу Bulfinch's Mythology - Bulfinch Thomas - Страница 34
Оглавление“She took a lute from which there pulsing came
A lively prelude, fashioning the way
In which her voice should wander. ’Twas a lay
More subtle-cadenced, more forest-wild
Than Dryope’s lone lulling of her child;” etc.
