AN OLD STORY.
Reading edition
They were parted at last, although Each was tenderly dear; As asunder their eyes did go, When first alone and near.
'Tis an old story this— A trembling and a sigh, A gaze in the eyes, a kiss— Why will it not go by?
Reading edition
They were parted at last, although Each was tenderly dear; As asunder their eyes did go, When first alone and near.
'Tis an old story this— A trembling and a sigh, A gaze in the eyes, a kiss— Why will it not go by?