Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.


Poetical Works Of Robert Brides Excluding The Eight Dramas (ed. 1912)


Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.

Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.

Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.

Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.