Bliss Carman. I a#39;ll wear thy colors in my cap, Thy picture at my heart, And he that bends not to thine eye Shall rue it to his smart ! Then tell me how to woo thee, Love; O, tell me how to woo thee! For thy dear sake nae care I a#39;ll take, Though nea#39; eranbsp;...
|Title||:||The World's Best Poetry: Love; introductory essay: The future of poetry, by J.V. Cheney|