Poetry & Verse
Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady
By Alexander PopeSource: Alexander Pope - PoetryDB (Public Domain)571 words
What beckoning ghost, along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
'Tis she!--but why that bleeding bosom gored,
Why dimly gleams the visionary sword?
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