A Book of Verses Underneath the Bough
I have eaten the mid-day meal of honeycakes broken fine;
I have gayly drained a flask of generous roseate wine;
And now on the graceful harp I daintily thrum the strings,
Making merry with song for thee, O dainty maiden mine!
I have gayly drained a flask of generous roseate wine;
And now on the graceful harp I daintily thrum the strings,
Making merry with song for thee, O dainty maiden mine!
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