“Lethe” by Walter de la Mare [w/ Audio] Posted on February 27, 2025 by B Gourley Only the Blessed of Lethe's dews May stoop to drink. And yet, Were their Elysium mine to lose, Could I, sans all repining, choose Life's sorrows to forget? Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
My life’s sorrows Are like fiery arrows piercing my soul Not quite forgotten LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
My life’s sorrows
Are like fiery arrows piercing my soul
Not quite forgotten
LikeLiked by 1 person