The Surrender (Henry King Poems)
MY once dear love, hapless that I no moreMust call thee so, the rich affection's storeThat fed our hope lies ...
MY once dear love, hapless that I no moreMust call thee so, the rich affection's storeThat fed our hope lies ...
Hearken O God unto a Wretches cryesWho low dejected at thy footstool lies.Let not the clamour of my heinous sinDrown ...
Il sabio mude conseio: Il loco persevera.We lov'd as friends now twenty years and more:Is't time or reason think you ...
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