The Warder (Annie Adams Fields Poems)
To I. S.HALF faint with toil from morn to set of sun, I watched the shadows creepUp with slow ...
To I. S.HALF faint with toil from morn to set of sun, I watched the shadows creepUp with slow ...
Beloved, when I saw thee sleeping there,And watched the tender curving of thy mouth,The cheek, our home of kisses, the ...
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