English poem
Ii
Thereof hunger, as for meats the knife, Pricked his ribs, in one sharp spur to reach Home and his young wife, Nigh the sea-ford beach.
Versos English George Meredith Ii
English poem
Thereof hunger, as for meats the knife, Pricked his ribs, in one sharp spur to reach Home and his young wife, Nigh the sea-ford beach.