Hush, lullay. Your treasures all Encrust with rust, Your trinket pleasures fall To dust. Beneath the sapphire arch, Upon the grassy floor, Is nothing more To hold, And play is over-old… more →
Poems Worth Your Timesleepswithbear wrote 1 year ago: Hush, lullay. Your treasures all Encrust with rust, Your trinket pleasures fall To dust. Ben … more →