Creation 802144
When engross in my circumstance I see, I can’t Plead lengths engrave with the chance flow, Without the murmuring soft from spree ; Without luscious lustre to capacious dance Yet Season engraves and seasons run . And Time ! As Erelong clime upon the decade’s fine Have had hues never of mutual dine And seen thereupon some dull repose Like farthest wants with nervous shine… Read More »Creation 802144
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