Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
There's little joy in life for me, And little terror in the grave; I've lived the parting hour to see ...
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