The way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree has given my heart a change of mood and saved some part of a day I had rued.

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
The way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree has given my heart a change of mood and saved some part of a day I had rued.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.