 | The Lay of the Stork |  |
—“Yes,—yes,”—she wildly laugh'd—“to me
These woods are, as these mountains, free;
And I can lead thee, far and wide,
Where never foot of man has been,
Over the foamy torrent's side,
—Down, headlong, thro' the deep ravine.
These woods are, as these mountains, free;
And I can lead thee, far and wide,
Where never foot of man has been,
Over the foamy torrent's side,
—Down, headlong, thro' the deep ravine.
| The Lay of the Stork | |