Love
To E. F.
From Lyra Elegantiarum, ed. Frederick Locker (London: E. Moxon, 1867)
Love
No doubt thy little bosom beats
When sounds a wedding bell;
No doubt it pants to taste the sweets
That songs and stories tell.
Awhile in shade content to lie.
Prolong life's morning dream,
While others rise at the first fly
That glitters on the stream.
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Landor, Walter Savage. “To E. F.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/53/.
Chicago
Landor, Walter Savage. “To E. F.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/53/.
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