Offering
Iwill go into the city of tired eyes,And tell my thoughts to each pedestrian,And on its towers, beneath its leaden skies,Inscribe a little message for all men.And few shall read its modest letters there,And none of them shall ever understand,Yet all I will perform, nor greatly care,For I may not be long within the land.D. G. CARTER.
Iwill go into the city of tired eyes,And tell my thoughts to each pedestrian,And on its towers, beneath its leaden skies,Inscribe a little message for all men.And few shall read its modest letters there,And none of them shall ever understand,Yet all I will perform, nor greatly care,For I may not be long within the land.D. G. CARTER.
Iwill go into the city of tired eyes,And tell my thoughts to each pedestrian,And on its towers, beneath its leaden skies,Inscribe a little message for all men.And few shall read its modest letters there,And none of them shall ever understand,Yet all I will perform, nor greatly care,For I may not be long within the land.
Iwill go into the city of tired eyes,
And tell my thoughts to each pedestrian,
And on its towers, beneath its leaden skies,
Inscribe a little message for all men.
And few shall read its modest letters there,
And none of them shall ever understand,
Yet all I will perform, nor greatly care,
For I may not be long within the land.
D. G. CARTER.
D. G. CARTER.