She spake,
And his love-wilder'd and idolatrous soul
Clung to the airy music of her words,
Like a bird on a bough, high swaying in the wind.
Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)
She spake,
And his love-wilder'd and idolatrous soul
Clung to the airy music of her words,
Like a bird on a bough, high swaying in the wind.
Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)