7 am, Wednesday, 5/11/2016
Workmen's shouts.
Hammers on steel, on stone.
Grinding of rude machines.
In the soiled air,
Old Lukrica's orange blossoms
Fall into flame.
Workmen's shouts.
Hammers on steel, on stone.
Grinding of rude machines.
In the soiled air,
Old Lukrica's orange blossoms
Fall into flame.
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Old Lukrica's orange blossoms
fall into flame.