How she did the little me dispel
Like the wind drives away the hucks,
Like the sun scatter broad the clouds--
The verily high and vain damsel!
Thoug I be a low man, I know;
Yet shall I not to a swank bow.
Jan 23, 2012
Jan 23, 2012 at 2:33 AM UTC
How she did the little me dispel
Like the wind drives away the hucks,
Like the sun scatter broad the clouds--
The verily high and vain damsel!
Thoug I be a low man, I know;
Yet shall I not to a swank bow.
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