Thy Form Is Here Indeed By Mary Shelley

Thy form is here indeed—a lovely one—
But thou art fled, gone down the dreary road,
That leads to Sorrow’s most obscure abode.
Thou sittest on the hearth of pale despair,
Where
For thine own sake I cannot follow thee.

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About Author Annette J Dunlea Irish Writer

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