by Gerrit Smith (1859 - 1912)
Dreaming
Language: English
The day when first I met thee, 'Twas in some Spiritland, My soul will ne'er forget thee, Though fate withhold thine hand. I wander thro' life dreaming, My soul goes out to thee As wert thou here in seeming, Ah! love, that may not, may not be!
Text Authorship:
- by Gerrit Smith (1859 - 1912) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Gerrit Smith (1859 - 1912), "Dreaming" [text verified 1 time]
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Word count: 47