English poem
Vi
by Thomas Hardy
But some, alas, of those I threw Were past my search, destroyed for ever: They were your name and place; and never Did I regain those clues to you.
Versos English Thomas Hardy Vi
English poem
by Thomas Hardy
But some, alas, of those I threw Were past my search, destroyed for ever: They were your name and place; and never Did I regain those clues to you.