Ah, the world is growing old! Of the joys it used to hold, Love and beauty, naught have I But the fragrant memory. Slowly hill and stream and wood Merged and melted, for my mood, With the color of the ...
If you are one of those people who walk in the woods and feel lonely, it would be wise to remember the woods are not a lonely place. Pan, the god of the outdoor world and caretaker of flocks and herds ...
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