قصيدة Modern Love VI
.It chanced his lips did meet her forehead cool .She had no blush, but slanted down her eye :Shamed nature, then, confesses love can die And most she punishes the tender fool !Who will believe what honours her the most
.It chanced his lips did meet her forehead cool .She had no blush, but slanted down her eye :Shamed nature, then, confesses love can die And most she punishes the tender fool !Who will believe what honours her the most