A Fairy Tale (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
There stands by the wood-path shaded A meek little beggar maid;Close under her mantle faded She is hidden like one afraid.Yet if ...
There stands by the wood-path shaded A meek little beggar maid;Close under her mantle faded She is hidden like one afraid.Yet if ...
Thou wast not robbed of wonder when youth fled,But still the bud had promise to thine eyes,And beauty was not ...
When the charm at last is fled From the woodland stark and pale,And like shades of glad hours dead Whirl the leaves ...
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