Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, léireofar do sheoladh IP ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.
To Mary Emmaline On a sandy beach I lay at rest And watched the bounding sea With its scattered sails and billows dressed In white foam leaping free. T'was a sublime scene, a vision rare Just sweeter wert thou nigh With thy Autumn wealth of wind-tossed hair And sparkling azure eye
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