Sweet Peril Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, or a kiss too long, And there follows a mist and a weeping rain, And life is never the same again. Alas, how hardly t… more →
The Bard on the Hillwrote 10 hours ago: Sweet Peril Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, or a kiss too long … more →
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