Yes, threadbare seem his songs, to lettered ken – they were worn threadbare next the hearts of men. (On Longfellow)
William Watson Quotes
My hand will miss the insinuated nose, Mine eyes the tail that wagged contempt at fate.
Yes, threadbare seem his songs, to lettered ken – they were worn threadbare next the hearts of men. (On Longfellow)
My hand will miss the insinuated nose, Mine eyes the tail that wagged contempt at fate.
