Alas, alas — doth Hope deceive us ? Shall friendship — love — shall all those ties That bind a moment, and then leave us, Be found again where nothing dies ? Oh, if no other boon were given, To keep our hearts from wrong and stain, Who would not... The Life-line of the Lone One: Or, Autobiography of the World's Child - Page 279 by Warren Chase - 1857 - 310 pages Full view -
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