Elizabeth Bibesco Quote

Ned was sowing his wild oats. 'Poetry,' she whispered, filling the word with night-club implications.


The Fir and the Palm (1924)


Ned was sowing his wild oats. 'Poetry,' she whispered, filling the word with night-club implications.

Ned was sowing his wild oats. 'Poetry,' she whispered, filling the word with night-club implications.

Ned was sowing his wild oats. 'Poetry,' she whispered, filling the word with night-club implications.

Ned was sowing his wild oats. 'Poetry,' she whispered, filling the word with night-club implications.