Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. The woman of genius [by mrs. Ross]. - Page 197by mrs. Ross - 1821Full view - About this book
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