A Widow Burd Sate Mourning for Her Love: A Widow Burd Sate Mourning for Her Love
A Widow Burd Sate Mourning for Her Love
Upon a wintry bough;
The frozen wind crept on above,
The freezing stream below.
There was no leaf upon the forest bare,
No flower upon the ground,
And little motion in the air
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