APPARENT DEATH. WEEP, maiden, weep here o'er the tomb of Love; He died of nothing--by mere chance was slain. But is he really dead?--oh, that I cannot prove: A nothing, a mere chance, oft gives him life again. 1767-9.
WEEP, maiden, weep here o'er the tomb of Love;
He died of nothing--by mere chance was slain. But is he really dead?--oh, that I cannot prove:
A nothing, a mere chance, oft gives him life again.
1767-9.