'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | ||
WILFRID BLUNT.
The paladins of old went south and north,Despising prudence and the purse,
But our crusader dares not venture forth,
Unless he has with him his nurse;
No doubt he fights, not always though by day
And takes good care his vessel floats—
Whoever sinks—and dearly loves to play
At hero, behind petticoats.
'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | ||