The Dream Of The World Without Death (William Cosmo Monkhouse Poems)
NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,Wherein I heard a ...
NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,Wherein I heard a ...
Part I.A couple old sat o'er the fire,And they were bent and gray;They burned the charcoal for their Lord,Who lived ...
PLAY me a march, low-ton'd and slow-a march for a silent tread,Fit for the wandering feet of one who dreams ...
HOW slowly creeps the hand of TimeOn the old clock's green-mantled face!Yea, slowly as those ivies climb,The hours roll round ...
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