The Proud One's Doom Poem by Joseph Skipsey
The Proud One's Doom
'QUEEN PEARL'S own equal—nay,
A fairer far am I,' May Dewdrop said,
As Sol at break of day
Did kiss the sparkler on her grass-blade bed.
'None may my charms resist!'
'None,' Sol still kissing answered, when alas!
The proud one turned to mist,
And with her pride did into Lethe pass.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
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4/24/2024 7:05:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
kissing answered, good writing, thanks.