William Morris

(1834 - 1896 / England)

Summer - Poem by William Morris

Summer looked for long am I:
Much shall change or e'er I die.
Prithee take it not amiss
Though I weary thee with bliss.

Topic(s) of this poem: summer


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  • Margaret O Driscoll (3/24/2016 5:29:00 PM)


    'I weary thee with bliss', Summer in a sentence! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Friday, January 30, 2015


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