Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem: Delia

Birds of Passage by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
FLIGHT THE FIFTH - Delia
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FLIGHT THE FIFTH: Delia Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, But never will be sung to us again, Is thy remembrance. Now the hour of rest Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling; it is best. Content of FLIGHT THE FIFTH: Delia -THE END- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poems collection: Birds of Passage Read previous: FLIGHT THE FIFTH#The White Czar Table of content of Birds of Passage GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

Birds of Passage by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow