The Storm; Or, The Atheist Destroyed. (Mary Hopkins Pilkington Poems)
'TWAS on a gloomy sombre night,When clust'ring clouds had form'dInto a mass so densely thick,That Nature seem'd appall'd!The whistling winds ...
'TWAS on a gloomy sombre night,When clust'ring clouds had form'dInto a mass so densely thick,That Nature seem'd appall'd!The whistling winds ...
It's mid-winter and the sunrise knows it, and wakes me with a shudder; I'm just a man. For 5 cold ...
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