English poem
Iii
by Thomas Hardy
Some organ may resound on Sunday noons By where you lie, Some other thrill the panes with other tunes Where moulder I; No selfsame chords compose our common lullaby.
Versos English Thomas Hardy Iii
Versos English Thomas Hardy Iii
English poem
by Thomas Hardy
Some organ may resound on Sunday noons By where you lie, Some other thrill the panes with other tunes Where moulder I; No selfsame chords compose our common lullaby.