 | Young Arthur |  |
'Twas sporting with fancy lost Edith repose,
And Love, archly jeering, derided her woes.
But where is young Allan, and will he return
To the victim of Fancy, the maid who must mourn?
And Love, archly jeering, derided her woes.
But where is young Allan, and will he return
To the victim of Fancy, the maid who must mourn?
| Young Arthur | |