by Paul Laurence Dunbar (Author)
Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes, Which all the day with ceaseless care have sought The magic gold which from the seeker flies; Ere dreams put on the gown and cap of thought, And make the waking world a world of lies, - Of lies most palpable, uncouth, forlorn, That say life's full of aches and tears and sighs, - Oh, how with more than dreams the soul is torn, Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eye
Number of Pages: 324
Dimensions: 0.68 x 9.02 x 5.98 IN
Publication Date: June 23, 2015