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by Danny James
How charmless now my thoroughfare’s become, in wanting stooped for the sweet encounter over, and prompting thus a double-loss; to rest on the arrival, exhausts the way; In pining for refreshing dawn, neglects the calming dusk.
How charmless now my thoroughfare’s become, in wanting stooped for the sweet encounter over, and prompting thus a double-loss; to rest on the arrival, exhausts the way; In pining for refreshing dawn, neglects the calming dusk.