Merrymind (James Hebblethwaite Poems)
MERRYMIND, Merrymind, whither art thou roaming? Merrymind, Merrymind, nay, art thou sleeping yet?Oh, to us, sweet minstrel dear, wilt thou not ...
MERRYMIND, Merrymind, whither art thou roaming? Merrymind, Merrymind, nay, art thou sleeping yet?Oh, to us, sweet minstrel dear, wilt thou not ...
You left in the morning, at evening my heart is in athousand pieces.Why is it so far away?Thinking of you, ...
The leaves dance, the leaves sing,The leaves dance in the breath of the Spring.I bid them dance,I bid them sing,For ...
Husbands are things that wives have to get used to putting up with. And with whom they breakfast with and ...
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