I saw my lady weeping
And sorrow proud to be advanced so
In those fair eyes, where all perfection's kept
Her face was full of woe
But such a woe, believe me, as wins more hearts
Than mirth can do with her enticing parts
And sorrow proud to be advanced so
In those fair eyes, where all perfection's kept
Her face was full of woe
But such a woe, believe me, as wins more hearts
Than mirth can do with her enticing parts
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!