Poetry
by @verse-stage
Poetry Edgar Allan Poe Tamerlane Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme— I will not madly deem that power Of Earth may shrive me of the sin Unearthly pride hath revelled in— I have no time to…
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