From the loud wave-wash’d shore
Wend I my way,
Hast’ning o’er many a flow’r,
At close of day, –
On past Kusaka’s crest,
Onward to thee,
Sweet as the loveliest
Flower of the lea!
Anon
From the loud wave-wash’d shore
Wend I my way,
Hast’ning o’er many a flow’r,
At close of day, –
On past Kusaka’s crest,
Onward to thee,
Sweet as the loveliest
Flower of the lea!
Anon