Logan's Grave Poem by Charlotte Dacre

Logan's Grave



LONE in the desart rose his peaceful tomb;
No sorrowing friend at morn or eve pass'd by;
But when a pitying moon-beam chas'd the gloom,
Forth came his spirit sad, and linger'd nigh.

Monday, October 18, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: friend,moon,rose,sad
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