English poem
ENVOY
by Thomas S. Jones (1882–1932)
Sweet, still for us some blossoms grow From out that dim and dear expanse— Come, take my hand and we shall go Adown the lanes of Old Romance.
Versos English Thomas S. Jones ENVOY
Versos English Thomas S. Jones ENVOY
English poem
by Thomas S. Jones (1882–1932)
Sweet, still for us some blossoms grow From out that dim and dear expanse— Come, take my hand and we shall go Adown the lanes of Old Romance.