Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell
9781465571762
81 pages
Library of Alexandria
Overview
I've quench'd my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall— The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart Its light, even as I woke, on yonder all; Over against my bed, there shone a gleam Strange, faint, and mingling also with my dream.
