Childhood Friends
It has come over dusky waters and lands
And has laid on my hair two blessing hands."
And has laid on my hair two blessing hands."
The Hall soon slept, the panes no more shone,
But, deep in a problem that baffles all skill,
Awake in the arm-chair, hushed and still,
A little parched woman was sitting alone.
But, deep in a problem that baffles all skill,
Awake in the arm-chair, hushed and still,
A little parched woman was sitting alone.
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