In Paris lies a lady richly left and richly thus pursued by others, although by me in poor time richly met. Had I had but the means or the time to show her how I felt and feel, I would have, for she’s fairer than the very word. My Venera, though not mine, wine flavored … Sigue leyendo In Paris lies a lady
Etiqueta: dream
I dreamed a dream
I dreamed a dream, long ago, a dream now realized in that of me. ‘Tis all I am, a sweet remembrance of a dream soon lost; the vetted realization of an idea in youth incepted. That’s all any of us are, the flourished flora from a seed planted a lifetime preceding.
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