Dappled gold upon every hue of green.
Crickets in chorus in my overgrown garden.
It’s soft, so soft with fragrant breaths.
Give me this.
Dappled gold upon every hue of green.
Crickets in chorus in my overgrown garden.
It’s soft, so soft with fragrant breaths.
Give me this.
Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not check thee
Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not check thee
Our treasure seiz’d
Our treasure seiz’d