Dost thou Not feel them slip, How cold! how cold! the moon's Thin wavering finger-tips, along Thy throat?Adelaide Crapseyhttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/luna...
The immemorial grief of all years Burdes my heart sorely, and the years Of slow eternal crying stain my cheeks. Forever and forever my soul speaks Saying: I...
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