Ah! if my voice is heard in vain,
This fond, this falling, tear
May yet thy dire intent restrain,
May yet dissolve my fear.
Th' unsparing wound that lays thee low
Will bend thy Julia too:
Could she survive the fatal blow
Who only lives in you?
Song.
John Carr (sir)
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Poem topics: fear, voice, tear, survive, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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