Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.
The Poetical Works of Coleridge and Keats, with a Memoir of Each (ed. 1879)
Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.
The Poetical Works of Coleridge and Keats, with a Memoir of Each (ed. 1879)