SPARKLING eyes and laughing lips,
A wealth of golden hair,
A form that bends and bows and dips,
Fairest among the fair.
A shining star, with all its rays
Advertisement
Descending straight on me:
This was the dream in boyhood's days
Of what my love should be.
A stately maiden, tall and fair,
A brow both broad and low,
A piercing eye and jet-black hair,
A neck as white as snow,
A mouth that spoke of dignity,
A beauty to be feared:
This image of divinity
Want to keep up with breaking news?
Subscribe to our email newsletter.
Read more in News
Amusements.
