English poem
The Lady
A poet's dream was never yet less great Because it issued through the ivory gate! Show me one leaf from that old wood divine, And all your ardour, all your hopes are mine.
Versos English Sir Newbolt Henry John The Lady
Versos English Sir Newbolt Henry John The Lady
English poem
A poet's dream was never yet less great Because it issued through the ivory gate! Show me one leaf from that old wood divine, And all your ardour, all your hopes are mine.