The Drunkard’s Wife (Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems)
How slowly glide the hours by, the minutes hours seem;Ah! can such misery be real, or is it but a ...
How slowly glide the hours by, the minutes hours seem;Ah! can such misery be real, or is it but a ...
O LIVING always-always dying! O the burials of me, past and present! O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, ...
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