Should melancholy weigh upon your heart
Tomorrow seems a thousand miles beyond...

What solemn breeze hath blown ashore?
Too weak to whisk these battered sails...

Sacred memories kept in store
to never die and fade...

Passion found its fragile reeds
Poisoned stem to thorn...

Upon the ground where once thou walked
wild roses now doth bloom...

Shooting Star
(Ottava Rima...