An original something, fair maid, you would win me
To write—but how shall I begin?
For I fear I have nothing original in me—
Excepting Original Sin.
'To a Young Lady, Who Asked Me to Write Something Original for Her Album' (1843)
An original something, fair maid, you would win me
To write—but how shall I begin?
For I fear I have nothing original in me—
Excepting Original Sin.
'To a Young Lady, Who Asked Me to Write Something Original for Her Album' (1843)