The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto III (Richard Savage Poems)
Thus free our social time from morning flows,Till rising shades attempt the day to close.Thus my new friend: Behold the ...
Thus free our social time from morning flows,Till rising shades attempt the day to close.Thus my new friend: Behold the ...
O'er moorlands and mountains, rude, barren, and bare,As wilder'd and weary'd I roam,A gentle young shepherdess sees my despair,And leads ...
O blue monotony of my heart! Blue with languor are my dreams, When the mournful moonlight seemsClearer vision to impart:Blue as is ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
When roaring gloom surged inward and you cried, Groping for friendly hands, and clutched, and died, Like racing smoke, swift ...
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