9 Poemas de Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The Cry of the Children

«Pheu pheu, ti prosderkesthe m ommasin, tekna;» 
[[Alas, alas, why do you gaze at me with your eyes, my children.]]—Medea.

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, 

      Ere the sorrow comes with years ? 

They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, — 

      And that cannot stop their tears. … Leer más

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