Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
Quote by Anne Bronte
She was trusted and valued by her father, loved and courted by all dogs, cats,...
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of...
But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.
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I would not send a poor girl into the world, ignorant of the snares that...
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