the fitful alternations of the rain,
when the chill wind, languid as with pain
of its own heavy moisture, here and there
drives through the gray and beamless atmosphere
by p.b shelley
when the chill wind, languid as with pain
of its own heavy moisture, here and there
drives through the gray and beamless atmosphere
by p.b shelley
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