The Drunkard’s Wife (Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems)
How slowly glide the hours by, the minutes hours seem;Ah! can such misery be real, or is it but a ...
How slowly glide the hours by, the minutes hours seem;Ah! can such misery be real, or is it but a ...
Many long years ago, I loved a youth,Who seemed the soul of honor and of truth-He charmed my heart with ...
Write to thine eyes? Why, my poor penQuails at the unequal task;I fear you don't appreciateThe mighty boon you ask.Thine ...
The sight of the coffee was good for sore eyes,For I have not learned yet its worth to despise;I welcomed ...
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