by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
I DO not love thee!—no! I do not love thee! And yet when thou art absent I am sad; And envy even the bright blue sky above thee, Whose quiet stars may see thee and… Read the rest
I DO not love thee!—no! I do not love thee! And yet when thou art absent I am sad; And envy even the bright blue sky above thee, Whose quiet stars may see thee and… Read the rest
IT is the twilight hour, The daylight toil is done, And the last rays are departing Of the cold and wintry sun. It is the time when Friendship Holds converse fair and free, It is… Read the rest