CHAPTER XI.
GOOD MORNING, SISTER. Mopsa the Fairy | ||
[Sweet is childhood—childhood's over]
Sweet is childhood—childhood's over,Kiss and part.
Sweet is youth; but youth's a rover—
So's my heart.
Sweet is rest; but by all showing
Toil is nigh.
We must go. Alas! the going,
Say ‘good-bye.’
CHAPTER XI.
GOOD MORNING, SISTER. Mopsa the Fairy | ||