The Poetical Works of Robert Story | ||
Poor Mary.
1842.
In spring, alas! poor Mary dies,
Ere many springs have found her;
An early-blighted flower she lies,
When all is blooming round her!
Ere many springs have found her;
An early-blighted flower she lies,
When all is blooming round her!
Yet consolation gilds the tear
With which her fate we ponder:
She never caused a sorrow here,
And ne'er will meet one yonder!
With which her fate we ponder:
She never caused a sorrow here,
And ne'er will meet one yonder!
The Poetical Works of Robert Story | ||