And yet there’s something in that crease—
YOU!
A fairy phantom of the mind,
Above thy shoe a form I see,
Another worships at thy shrine—
ME!
BESIDE THE SEA.
Beside the sea, beside the sea,
And yet there’s something in that crease—
YOU!
A fairy phantom of the mind,
Above thy shoe a form I see,
Another worships at thy shrine—
ME!
Beside the sea, beside the sea,