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Curros Enríquez- The Virgin of the Crystal Part VII

VII One blue August night Like a present from summer Vilanova dos Infantes Is all a buzz and uproar. Never did mysterious moonlight Pour such a silvery light, Nor willows in the breezes Spread out such fragrant odours. Through the … Continue reading

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