Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way. The lovely lady, Christabel, Whom her father loves so well, What makes her in the wood so late, A furlong from the castle gate? She had dreams all yesternight Of her own betrothed...
The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Pagina 233
door James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pagina’s
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