Mates Leave a reply how opportune our former flesh parch’d to barren veins to silent hearts reshap’d luster’d by Nature by Time by Mankind slumbering on embosom’d for inquisitive eyes but together still Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...