SONG
Reading edition
Flesh unto flowers, And flame unto wind, The cleansing of showers Shall come to thee blind. In the night of thy sleeping The sound of the tide Shall waken thee weeping To turn to my side.
Boston Transcript Edward J. O’Brien
Reading edition
Flesh unto flowers, And flame unto wind, The cleansing of showers Shall come to thee blind. In the night of thy sleeping The sound of the tide Shall waken thee weeping To turn to my side.
Boston Transcript Edward J. O’Brien