قصيدة Ashes of Life
;Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike !Eat I must, and sleep I will, — and would that night were here !But ah! — to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike !Would that it were day again! — with twilight near
;Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike !Eat I must, and sleep I will, — and would that night were here !But ah! — to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike !Would that it were day again! — with twilight near