Spring Song II

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Spring Song II

200.00

Spring Song   Now swallows build beneath the eaves, And shape anew their rounded home ; Now meadows smile with tender leaves, And know that spring has come.   Now is the hour for ships to go, And lightly o'er the billows leap ; While winter winds no lonnger blow Or vew the ocean deep.   Come then, ye shipmen, hoist the sail, And from uts nest the anchor haul ; Coil the wet ropes and take the gale ; Lo I, Priapus, call.   Antipater

50 x 60 x 1.5 cm

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