THE WORD MISSPELLED
Whene’er you miss
A field of bliss,
It is not half so bad
As to presume
Your words are known,
When you but thought you had.
When you’ve planned up
A good stand up,
And fall to the other end,
Whene’er you miss
A field of bliss,
It is not half so bad
As to presume
Your words are known,
When you but thought you had.
When you’ve planned up
A good stand up,
And fall to the other end,