Thursday, March 7, 2019

Sonnet. Written In A Ruinous Abbey. Comments

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AS 'mid these mouldering walls I pensive stray,
With moss and ivy rudely overgrown,
I love to watch the last pale glimpse of day,
And hear the rising winds of evening moan.
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Susan Evance
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