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Swiftly from the mountain's brow



Samuel Webbe - Swiftly from the mountain's brow - текст песни (слова)

Swiftly from the mountain's brow,
 Shadows nurs'd by night retire;
 And the peeping sunbeams now
 Paint with gold the village spire.
 
 Sweet, oh sweet the warbling throng,
 On the white emblossom'd spray;
 Nature's universal song
 Echoes to the rising day.   
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