Peel’s smile: like the silver plate on a coffin.
Peel’s smile: like the silver plate on a coffin.
It is a cliche that most cliches are true, but then, like most cliches, that cliche is untrue
You Remain As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining…
And pray to God to have mercy upon us And pray that I may forget These matters that with myself…