English poem
Iii
No voice as yet had made the air Be music with your name; yet why That asking look? that yearning sigh? That sense of promise every where? Beloved! flew your spirit by?
Versos English Samuel Taylor Coleridge Iii
Versos English Samuel Taylor Coleridge Iii
English poem
No voice as yet had made the air Be music with your name; yet why That asking look? that yearning sigh? That sense of promise every where? Beloved! flew your spirit by?