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)