English poem
Xxiv
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
I prayed for sleep, an earnest prayer I thought that God would surely hear; Yet, though my tears fell fast and free, He kept his boon of sleep from me.
Versos English Clarence Cook Xxiv
Versos English Clarence Cook Xxiv
English poem
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
I prayed for sleep, an earnest prayer I thought that God would surely hear; Yet, though my tears fell fast and free, He kept his boon of sleep from me.