Saturday, January 4, 2003

Meet We No Angels, Pansie? Comments

Rating: 0.0

CAME, on a Sabbath noon, my sweet,
   In white, to find her lover;
The grass grew proud beneath her feet,
   The green elm-leaves above her:--
...
Read full text

Thomas Ashe
COMMENTS
Thomas Ashe

Thomas Ashe

England
Close
Error Success