English poem
Xxxii
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
I turned the pages to and fro Not knowing where to read, and so Sat very still with tightened breath Till I could catch that one word--“death”
Versos English Clarence Cook Xxxii
Versos English Clarence Cook Xxxii
English poem
by Clarence Cook (1828–1900)
I turned the pages to and fro Not knowing where to read, and so Sat very still with tightened breath Till I could catch that one word--“death”