English poem
Manuel.
Nay, ’twas ill done. The open window shews He made a breakneck leap into the street. I searched the room, in case he might have left Some explanation written: there was none. I am vexed. ’Tis a most graceless breach of trust.
Versos English Robert Bridges Manuel.
English poem
Nay, ’twas ill done. The open window shews He made a breakneck leap into the street. I searched the room, in case he might have left Some explanation written: there was none. I am vexed. ’Tis a most graceless breach of trust.