Diana (Francis Maitland Poems)
O Moon, that sailest in the heavens above, Inscrutable, pale, beautiful, alone. Art weary of thy solitary throne? Dost long ...
O Moon, that sailest in the heavens above, Inscrutable, pale, beautiful, alone. Art weary of thy solitary throne? Dost long ...
Sail not too rashly out to sea, My friend, nor, fearful of the roar Of winds and waters, hug too ...
The weeks go by, the weary weeks go by, The months are lengthened into years, the years Are filled with ...
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