English poem
Xv
At home all was well; Koby's ribs Not so sore as my thoughts: if, beguiled, He forgives me, his criminal air Throws a shade of Llewellyn's despair For the hound slain for saving his child.
Versos English George Meredith Xv
Versos English George Meredith Xv
English poem
At home all was well; Koby's ribs Not so sore as my thoughts: if, beguiled, He forgives me, his criminal air Throws a shade of Llewellyn's despair For the hound slain for saving his child.