Arrival In Rome (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
Early in life, when hope seems prophecy, And strong desire can sometimes mould a fate, My dream was ...
Early in life, when hope seems prophecy, And strong desire can sometimes mould a fate, My dream was ...
Death and I, On a hill so high, Stood side by side: And we saw below, ...
Spirit, bright spirit! from thy narrow cell Answer me! answer me! oh, let me hear Thy voice, and ...
Terrible music, whose strange utterance Seemed like the spell of some dread conscious trance; Motionless misery, impotent despair, ...
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