We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.


A life-drama, City poems, etc. With a prefatory note by R.E.D. Sketchley (ed. 1901)

Alexander Smith Quotes

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.