I have sought through the bright fields of poesy, gay With sunshiny fancy, the beautiful lay, The heart-stirring legend, the ballads of old, As your handful of flowers o'ertopp'd with the May." J. C. |
I have sought through the bright fields of poesy, gay With sunshiny fancy, the beautiful lay, The heart-stirring legend, the ballads of old, As your handful of flowers o'ertopp'd with the May." J. C. |