Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.


THE FAERIE QUEENE. (ed. 1758)


Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.