DawnHis but half-eaten melon-moon. With one or two pale stars, aimed well, Into Dawn's rosy lap it fell. Disdainfully she shook them out, Then, blushing, slipped away, Running on golden sandaled feet, To tell her sister__Day. __Louisa Cooke Don-Carlos |
Dear Things And Queer Things
Louisa Cooke Don-Carlos
(Lawrence: The World Company. 1934)
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