in front of the tepee. They smoked their pipes leisurely,
2023-12-06 03:39:51source：Not caught Ermao net Classification：music
Then came the doleful owl; and evermore
The bleak morass gave out the bittern's call;
The plover's cry; and many a fitful wail
Of chilly omen, falling on the ear
Like those cold flaws of wind that come and go
An hour before the break of day.
The stranger held from toil, and, settling down,
He drew rough solace from his well-filled pipe