English poem
Father
Sir, I acquit you—pity you—perceive You loved her, and have err'd against yourself; But cease these struggles that but mock us now, They nought avail—my child is dead!...
Versos English Walter Richard Cassels Father
English poem
Sir, I acquit you—pity you—perceive You loved her, and have err'd against yourself; But cease these struggles that but mock us now, They nought avail—my child is dead!...