Friday, January 3, 2003

Mater Tenebrarum Comments

Rating: 2.6

In the endless nights, from my bed, where sleepless in anguish I lie,
I startle the stillness and gloom with a bitter and strong cry:
0 Love! 0 Beloved long lost! come down from thy Heaven above,
For my heart is wasting and dying in uttermost famine for love!
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James Thomson
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James Thomson

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