English poem
FEBRUARY 24, 1885.
Weak, weak, still weaker do I grow: My mournful fate I can but know; God, keep me not long here, I pray, To toil—on twenty cents a day!
Versos English Will Carleton FEBRUARY 24, 1885.
Versos English Will Carleton FEBRUARY 24, 1885.
English poem
Weak, weak, still weaker do I grow: My mournful fate I can but know; God, keep me not long here, I pray, To toil—on twenty cents a day!