You cannot forget, if you would, those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.


Star Papers, A Discourse of Flowers (p. 97)


You cannot forget, if you would, those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.

You cannot forget, if you would, those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.

You cannot forget, if you would, those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.

You cannot forget, if you would, those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions.