English poem
Untitled
Supper comes at five o'clock, At six, the evening star, My lover comes at eight o'clock-- But eight o'clock is far.
How could I bear my pain all day Unless I watched to see The clock-hands laboring to bring Eight o'clock to me.
Versos English Sara Teasdale Untitled
English poem
Supper comes at five o'clock, At six, the evening star, My lover comes at eight o'clock-- But eight o'clock is far.
How could I bear my pain all day Unless I watched to see The clock-hands laboring to bring Eight o'clock to me.