Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.


Poems and Ballads (ed. 1873)


Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.

Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.

Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.

Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.