The Song At Maria’s Grave (Anne Hunter Poems)
PART ICOME, gentle maidens, gather round.Bring sprigs of rosemary and rue,Strew virgin lilies on the ground,And the wild rose embalm'd ...
PART ICOME, gentle maidens, gather round.Bring sprigs of rosemary and rue,Strew virgin lilies on the ground,And the wild rose embalm'd ...
TO wander alone when the moon faintly beaming,With glimmering lustre darts through the dim shade,Where owls seek for covert, and ...
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