Browse Poems, starts with "F" in Faith
Faith and Despondency
The winter wind is loud and wild,
Come close to me, my darling child;
Forsake thy books, and mateless play;
And, while the night is gathering grey,
Come close to me, my darling child;
Forsake thy books, and mateless play;
And, while the night is gathering grey,

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