English poem
Xx
by Charles Lamb
With a wave of her wand they all were gone! And now came out the slaughter: "'Tis none of these that can serve my turn; For a wife of flesh and blood I burn-- I'm in love with a Taylor's Daughter.
Versos English Charles Lamb Xx
English poem
by Charles Lamb
With a wave of her wand they all were gone! And now came out the slaughter: "'Tis none of these that can serve my turn; For a wife of flesh and blood I burn-- I'm in love with a Taylor's Daughter.