STARS
Reading edition
When I watch a pale, green sky, At night, upon the hills, I wonder if my garden bears Such blowing daffodils; And if the lustre of my dreams Comes from those amber rills.
Reading edition
When I watch a pale, green sky, At night, upon the hills, I wonder if my garden bears Such blowing daffodils; And if the lustre of my dreams Comes from those amber rills.