Stand still, true poet that you are I know you let me try and draw you. Some night youll fail us when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star.
Stand still, true poet that you are I know you let me try and draw you. Some night youll fail us when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star.
Out of doors into the night!
Fear deathto feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet t.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories