Winding road through a picturesque countryside village.
Britt Countryside
And oft when on my couch I lie,In vacant or in pensive mood – they flash upon that inward eye,Which is a bliss of solitude.And then my heart with pleasure…
And oft when on my couch I lie,In vacant or in pensive mood – they flash upon that inward eye,Which is a bliss of solitude.And then my heart with pleasure…