Throughout the gloomy night, -
Where the dead sun may see her smile,
And rest him from the strife;
May bathe again in the burning flood
That gives him light and life.
Z.LAKE GEORGE, 1875.
Throughout the gloomy night, -
Where the dead sun may see her smile,
And rest him from the strife;
May bathe again in the burning flood
That gives him light and life.
Z.LAKE GEORGE, 1875.