The glaring bale-fires blaze no more;
No longer steel-clad warriors ride
Along thy wild and willow'd shore.
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
featuring 0 font
The desert is not remote in southern tropics
The desert is not only around the corner,The desert is squeezed in the tube-train next to you,
The desert is in the heart of your brother.
HEX: #64354A
RGB: 100 53 74
RGB: 100 53 74
HEX: #D14D4D
RGB: 209 77 77
RGB: 209 77 77
HEX: #DD6540
RGB: 221 101 64
RGB: 221 101 64
HEX: #6699DD
RGB: 102 153 221
RGB: 102 153 221
HEX: #92E1FE
RGB: 146 225 254
RGB: 146 225 254
By Clyde's meandering stream,
When Sol in joy is seen to leave
The earth with crimson beam;
When islands that wandered far
Above his sea couch lie,
And here and there some gem-like star
Re-opes its sparkling eye.