And still to love, though prest with ill,
In wintry age to feel no chill,
With me is to be lovely still,
My Mary!
"To Mary", st. 11 (1791).
And still to love, though prest with ill,
In wintry age to feel no chill,
With me is to be lovely still,
My Mary!
"To Mary", st. 11 (1791).