Song. Cold, Cold Is The Blast When December Is Howling (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Cold, cold is the blast when December is howling,Cold are the damps on a dying man's brow,--Stern are the seas ...
Cold, cold is the blast when December is howling,Cold are the damps on a dying man's brow,--Stern are the seas ...
AH me! when shall I marry me?Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me:He, fond youth, that could carry me,Offers to ...
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
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