Browse Poems, starts with "D" in War
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Because the lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
Because the lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.

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