The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale. Specimens of the British Poets: Chaucer, 1400, to Beaumont, 1628 - Seite 122 herausgegeben von - 1819 Vollansicht -
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