The poetical works of Leigh Hunt Now finally collected, revised by himself, and edited by his son, Thornton Hunt. With illustrations by Corbould |
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RONDEAU. |
| The poetical works of Leigh Hunt | ||
RONDEAU.
Jenny kiss'd me when we met,Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kiss'd me.
| The poetical works of Leigh Hunt | ||