The Wanderer From The Fold (Emily Jane Bronte Poems)
How few, of all the hearts that loved,Are grieving for thee now;And why should mine to-night be movedWith such a ...
How few, of all the hearts that loved,Are grieving for thee now;And why should mine to-night be movedWith such a ...
Listen! When your hair, like mine,Takes a tint of silver gray;When your eyes, with dimmer shine,Watch life's bubbles float away:When ...
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