English poem
Xx
As thus I sat, in careless chat, With the morning's wet newspaper, In eager haste, without his hat, As blind and blund'ring as a bat, In came that fierce Aristocrat, Our pursy woollen-draper.
Versos English Samuel Taylor Coleridge Xx
English poem
As thus I sat, in careless chat, With the morning's wet newspaper, In eager haste, without his hat, As blind and blund'ring as a bat, In came that fierce Aristocrat, Our pursy woollen-draper.