I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me. '.II a Leigh SONG OF FAIRIES ROBBING AN Hunt ORCHARD We are the Fairies, blithe and antic, Of dimensions not gigantic, Though the moonshine mostly keep us, Oft in orchards frisk and peep us. Stolen sweets are... The Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt: Containing Many Pieces Now First Collected - Pàgina 194 per Leigh Hunt - 1844 - 288 pàgines Visualització completa -
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