 | 1. |
 | 4. |
|
|
| 5. |
| 7. |
| 6. |
 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
FOR WOUNDS
O bear me, gods, to some enchanted isleWhere woman's tears can antidote her smile.
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |
Where woman's tears can antidote her smile.
| 1. |
| 4. |
|
|
| 5. |
| 7. |
| 6. |
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |