Behind the dark-church tower.
* * * *
How often, oh, how often,
In the days that had gone by,
I had stood on the bridge at midnight
And gazed on that wave and sky!
LONGFELLOW.
Behind the dark-church tower.
* * * *
How often, oh, how often,
In the days that had gone by,
I had stood on the bridge at midnight
And gazed on that wave and sky!
LONGFELLOW.