Sonnet XXVII: “My darling, now the slumber of the night” (George Henry Boker Poems)
My darling, now the slumber of the night Lies on thy eyelids, and thy guiltless heart Rocks, like an empty ...
My darling, now the slumber of the night Lies on thy eyelids, and thy guiltless heart Rocks, like an empty ...
Death clutches at my darling now and then, And leaves a scar, or plucks a tress of hair; But all ...
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