uncomforted
And friendless solitude, groaning and tears,
And savage faces, at the hour,
Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon,
By the lamp's dismal twilight!
And friendless solitude, groaning and tears,
And savage faces, at the hour,
Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon,
By the lamp's dismal twilight!
Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads
