ASHES.
Reading edition
THE fire of love is dead. No spark of living red The cold, gray ashes show. Be still! thy sighing breath— Can it requicken death? Nay, hope not, dream not so. Ah, no, no, no!
Reading edition
THE fire of love is dead. No spark of living red The cold, gray ashes show. Be still! thy sighing breath— Can it requicken death? Nay, hope not, dream not so. Ah, no, no, no!