The Milk-and-Water School
Alas! she would not hear my prayer!
Yet it were rash to tear my hair;
Disfigured, I should be less fair.
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Her soul is flint, and what am I? Scorch'd by her fierce, relentless eye, Nothingness is my destiny! a good poem.. tony
The Spasmodic or German School Firebrands and Daggers! hope hath fled! To atoms dash the doubly dead! My brain is fire- my heart is lead! .. a very fin epoem. tony