"I had a dream, which was not all a dream." ~Lord Byron

If you like my content, don't forget to Subscribe for more such videos.

Transcript:

There be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
Is thy sweet voice to me:
When, as if its sound were causing
The charmed ocean's pausing,
The waves lie still and gleaming,
And the lull'd winds seem dreaming:

And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o'er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving,
As an infant's asleep:
So the spirit bows before thee,
To listen and adore thee;
With a full but soft emotion,
Like the swell of Summer's ocean.

Performed by: Veronica Suarez
Stock Free Videos from: Pexels.com

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~