Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend — Than thine old Arrow is a Shot Delivered straighter to the Heart The leaving Love behind.
No. 831 [c. 1864], st. 1
Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend — Than thine old Arrow is a Shot Delivered straighter to the Heart The leaving Love behind.
No. 831 [c. 1864], st. 1