Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

Miss Killmansegg And Her Precious Leg. A Legend - Poem by Thomas Hood

“Who hath not felt that breath in the air,
A perfume and freshness strange and rare,
A warmth in the light, and a bliss everywhere,
When young hearts yearn together?
All sweets below, and all sunny above,
Oh! there's nothing in life like making love,
Save making hay in fine weather!”

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 5, 2010

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