“Back to your tomb and there abide!
And quit it not!” quoth she
(And added, locking him inside),
“I never loved you till you died
For just your love of me.”
Theodore Tilton.
LOVE’S ARROWS
I saw young Love make trial of his bow,
“Back to your tomb and there abide!
And quit it not!” quoth she
(And added, locking him inside),
“I never loved you till you died
For just your love of me.”
Theodore Tilton.
I saw young Love make trial of his bow,