Lisa Hirsch's Classical Music Blog. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time. Berce mollement sur ton sein sublime Ô puissante mer, l’enfant de Dindyme!
Such a big George. Such a small dragon. I feel sorry for the little guy...
Poor dragon! Skewered and stomped!
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Such a big George. Such a small dragon. I feel sorry for the little guy...
Poor dragon! Skewered and stomped!
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