English poem
Iv
She smiles at me; she nods at me; And by her looks I am beguiled Into the mystery Of ways I knew when, as a child, She led me 'mid her blossoms wild Of faery fantasy.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Iv
English poem
She smiles at me; she nods at me; And by her looks I am beguiled Into the mystery Of ways I knew when, as a child, She led me 'mid her blossoms wild Of faery fantasy.