Made glorious summer by this sun of York
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Made glorious summer by this sun of York
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;