The Unknown Beloved (John Hall Wheelock Poems)
I dreamed I passed a doorwayWhere, for a sign of death,White ribbons one was bindingAbout a flowery wreath.What drew me ...
I dreamed I passed a doorwayWhere, for a sign of death,White ribbons one was bindingAbout a flowery wreath.What drew me ...
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