The Skeleton Priest; Or, The Marriage Of Death (Charlotte Dacre Poems)
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:How comes it then that this her cold so greatIs not ...
My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great ...
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