I see a swallow across the fields, There's something; I'm walking away from thence, So long I feel the air…
Noble Man – IV
In the while I was living was near, A subtle word spoken but not found, Single steps taken but thus…
Plea of Eve
As was little behind that morning glow, Whose sole respite avowed her only smile, Did entrust that lasting love upon…
At the gates
Torments me not for that risen from bed hence, Counts the hours erewhile now did justly sleep, To have defied…
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