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While you visit this Artists delicacies, you will be enjoying some OH so soothing tracks.
"La genealogĂa es el acto de devolver la carne a los huesos de nuestros antepasados".
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—
See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If though kiss not me?
Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) was expelled from