The Wood Nymph (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder - That is the most I can boast to ...
A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder - That is the most I can boast to ...
There was a young patrolman who Had large but tender feet; They always hurt him badly when He walked upon ...
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
When first we met she seemed so white I feared her; As one might near a spirit bright I neared ...
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