
And the trees about me,
Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks
Groan with continual surges; and behind me
Make all a desolation. Look, look wenches!
-- The Maides Tragedy by Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

And the trees about me,
Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks
Groan with continual surges; and behind me
Make all a desolation. Look, look wenches!
-- The Maides Tragedy by Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher
template by Emily's Haus.