Great Expectations: Pip's First Visit To Miss Havisham's House Remembered Poem by DM W
Great Expectations: Pip's First Visit To Miss Havisham's House Remembered
O my God, I couldn't believe my own eyes;
The lady looked like a ghastly, thin corpse!
In fact, she was a forlorn, jilted bride.
She was rich, yet clearly a faded force.
Her wedding dress was no longer snow white,
But sickly yellow by soft candle light.
The clocks had all stopped at twenty to nine;
The time on that fatal day when she died.
Thursday, May 2, 2024
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