English poem
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She whirled, she twirled, the mock-priest grinned, And quickly his mask unriddled; 'Twas Adrian! loud his old laughter dinned; Then he seized a fiddle, and fiddled.
Versos English George Meredith Ix
English poem
She whirled, she twirled, the mock-priest grinned, And quickly his mask unriddled; 'Twas Adrian! loud his old laughter dinned; Then he seized a fiddle, and fiddled.