'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
Came children walking two and two, in read, and blue, and green:
Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow,
Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow.
William Blake, Holy Thursday
1 comment:
ayto moy thimizei ton palio kalo xristo se palies dimioyrgikes stigmes..na sinexiseis na skitsareis..min to afiseis..
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