Humoresque

Humoresque

“Heavenbless the babe!” they said;“What queer books she must have read!”(Love, by whom I was beguiled,Grant I may not bear a child.)“Little does she guess to-dayWhat the world may be,” they say.(Snow, drift deep and coverTill the spring my murdered lover.)

“Heavenbless the babe!” they said;“What queer books she must have read!”(Love, by whom I was beguiled,Grant I may not bear a child.)“Little does she guess to-dayWhat the world may be,” they say.(Snow, drift deep and coverTill the spring my murdered lover.)

“Heavenbless the babe!” they said;“What queer books she must have read!”(Love, by whom I was beguiled,Grant I may not bear a child.)

“Little does she guess to-dayWhat the world may be,” they say.(Snow, drift deep and coverTill the spring my murdered lover.)


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