English poem
X
He saw a Turnkey in a trice Fetter a troublesome blade; 'Nimbly,' quoth he, 'do the fingers move If a man be but used to his trade.'
Versos English Samuel Taylor Coleridge X
English poem
He saw a Turnkey in a trice Fetter a troublesome blade; 'Nimbly,' quoth he, 'do the fingers move If a man be but used to his trade.'