And grapes of blue
That the bee stings through.—
Fall—it is all that my heart can hold!
"The fairy queen of the seasons."
QUEEN
Soh! my lovelings and pretty dears,
And grapes of blue
That the bee stings through.—
Fall—it is all that my heart can hold!
"The fairy queen of the seasons."
Soh! my lovelings and pretty dears,