English poem
Iv
And how stands she, artillerist, Among the vapours waxing dense, With cannon charged? ’Tis hist! and hist! And now she screws a gouty fist, And now she counts to clutch her pence.
Versos English George Meredith Iv
Versos English George Meredith Iv
English poem
And how stands she, artillerist, Among the vapours waxing dense, With cannon charged? ’Tis hist! and hist! And now she screws a gouty fist, And now she counts to clutch her pence.