Come To Me When I’m Dying (Effie Afton Poems)
A SONG. Come to me when I'm dying; Gaze on my wasted form, Tired with so ...
A SONG. Come to me when I'm dying; Gaze on my wasted form, Tired with so ...
In the liquid vault of ether hung the starry gems of light, Blazing with unwonted splendor on the ebon ...
Wail, winds of summer, as ye sweep The arching skies; O, let your echoes ...
Methinks I hear those tuneful chimes, Borne on the breath of morn, Proclaiming to the silent world ...
I'm tired, I'm tired of life, brother! Of all that meets my eye; And my weary spirit ...
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