The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold.


Divan. In: The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 1 (Atlantic Monthly Company, 1858), p. 731


The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold.

The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold.

The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold.

The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold.