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: #B14637
RGB: 177 70 55
RGB: 177 70 55
HEX: #C87C6F
RGB: 200 124 111
RGB: 200 124 111
HEX: #A32616
RGB: 163 38 22
RGB: 163 38 22
HEX: #DFB0A6
RGB: 223 176 166
RGB: 223 176 166
HEX: #E8C6BC
RGB: 232 198 188
RGB: 232 198 188
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.