An aesthetic feeling.
Amidst the merry greenwood,
At the begging of the day,
Amidst the cheerful songbirds,
And thedivine fragrance of the
Sweetest flowers in full bloom,
I heard the murmuring sound
Of the dry leaves that had also
A fine musical tunes,
I turned my face and suddenly saw
A lady plucking flowers to be given
At her God's feet with her slender fingers.
I felt at once a divine feelings that I never
Found in that greenwood...
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