Ellen Gray or, The dead maiden's curse. A poem, by the late Dr. Archibald Macleod [i.e. W. L. Bowles] |
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My tale is well-nigh o'er; for, from that day,
(The arrow in his soul,) he pin'd away,
And silent sunk beneath the ceaseless smart
Of a pierced conscience, and a broken heart.
(The arrow in his soul,) he pin'd away,
And silent sunk beneath the ceaseless smart
Of a pierced conscience, and a broken heart.
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