How could I break my word?
So go your way and I'll go mine, —
No fear you'll miss the road.
IX.
Morning is the place for dew,
Corn is made at noon,
After dinner light for flowers,
Dukes for setting sun!
How could I break my word?
So go your way and I'll go mine, —
No fear you'll miss the road.
IX.
Morning is the place for dew,
Corn is made at noon,
After dinner light for flowers,
Dukes for setting sun!