v UNCLE ALBERT FEELS NOSTALGIC. When a sprite of Nature showed us where the sweetest cherries trembled, stirred the cream of sweeter joy around the heartbeat of the spring. and all the girls were gentle, young and green. Between life’s moments, where the first bouquet Of shaken earth was ever to... Sign in to see full entry.
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