Sunday, January 27, 2013

Blues For Elise

It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour -- when lover's vows 
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word; 
And gentle winds and waters near,
Make music to the lonely ear.
Each flower the dews have lightly wet, 
And in the sky the stars are met.

Poem by George Gordon Byron
(1788 - 1824)

Artist: Wolf Hoffmann

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