The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love Published February 10, 2018 by suprusr 0 PALE brows, still hands and dim hair,I had a beautiful friendAnd dreamed that the old despairWould end in love in the end:She looked in my heart one dayAnd saw your image was there;She has gone weeping away. Related posts: The Shadowy Waters Narrative And Dramatic The Wanderings Of Oisin The Two Kings The Tower suprusr Published in Poems
