Or whom shall, if not mine last, That I shall be to sight the last, With sorrow fought no father…
Hope
A little while and slowly parts away, But for brave deeds known ere the pleasant call, Is home for not…
In the Midst of Peace
I stand before the fog inviting, And I walk into the fire of war; Where mine heart shall beat another,…
Final lament
I part from thee. My heart knows better, but neither mine; And consumes me this drowns my heart in thee,…
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