English poem
XLI.
by Jean Ingelow
Then come the long nights dark and still, Then come the leaves and cover the sill, Then come the swift flocks of the stare, Then comes the snow—then comes the heir.
Versos English Jean Ingelow XLI.
Versos English Jean Ingelow XLI.
English poem
by Jean Ingelow
Then come the long nights dark and still, Then come the leaves and cover the sill, Then come the swift flocks of the stare, Then comes the snow—then comes the heir.