A Promise (Ada Cambridge Poems)
1.Should'st thou, in grip of dread disease,Foresee the day when thou must die,With no more hope of life or ease,But ...
1.Should'st thou, in grip of dread disease,Foresee the day when thou must die,With no more hope of life or ease,But ...
How calm the spangled city spread below! How cool the night! How fair the starry skies! How sweet the dewy ...
Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof; thou makest it soft with the drops of ...
Good-bye! — 'tis like a churchyard bell — good-bye! Poor weeping eyes! Poor head, bowed down with woe! Kiss me ...
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