Euthanasia (Richard Crashaw Poems)
Wouldst see blithe looks, fresh cheeks beguileAge? wouldst see December smile?Wouldst see nests of new roses growIn a bed of ...
Wouldst see blithe looks, fresh cheeks beguileAge? wouldst see December smile?Wouldst see nests of new roses growIn a bed of ...
WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, Young dawn of our eternal day; We saw Thine eyes break from the ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
LO here a little volume, but great Book A nest of new-born sweets; Whose native fires disdaining To ly thus ...
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