Sonnet LXIX: “I cannot tell what charms my lady finds” (George Henry Boker Poems)
LXIXI cannot tell what charms my lady finds In this dull face, huge form and sullen soul; Nor how my ...
LXIXI cannot tell what charms my lady finds In this dull face, huge form and sullen soul; Nor how my ...
LXIIThis love of mine is no light thing, no toy To trifle with, and fill a vacant hour; No fragrant ...
This comfort only have I in my woes,-- To feed my heart upon thy pictured face, To draw thy shadow ...
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