Sunday's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
May, by Edwin Arnold
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To the meadows far out on the deep,
Whose ploughs are the winds that sweep
The green furrows high,
When into the sky
The silvery foam-bells leap.
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https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2024/05/may-edwin-arnold.html
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