Oh Lady, Let the Sad Tears Fall

Adelaide Crapsey

 Next Poem          

Oh Lady, let the sad tears fall

To speak thy pain,

Gently as through the silver dusk

The silver rain.

Oh, let thy bosom breathe its grief

In such soft sigh

As hath the wind in gardens where

Pale roses die.

Next Poem 

 Back to Adelaide Crapsey
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors

To be able to leave a comment here you must be registered. Log in or Sign up.