Death Stands Above Me, Whispering Low (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know ...
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know ...
An ancient chestnut's blossoms threw Their heavy odour over two: Leucippe, it is said, was one; The other, then, was ...
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