I've none to smile when I am free, And when I sigh, to sigh with me. Yet in my dreams a form I view, That thinks on me, and loves me too ; I start, and when the vision's flown, I weep that I am all alone. The Remains of Henry Kirke White: Of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College ... - Page 127 by Henry Kirke White - 1808 - 314 pages Full view -
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