Here! creep,
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
No Worst, There Is None, lines 13-15 - Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)
Here! creep,
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
No Worst, There Is None, lines 13-15 - Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)