Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
Samuel T. Coleridge.
GILES’ HOPE
“WHAT! rise again with all one’s bones?”
Quoth Giles. “I hope you fib.
I trusted, when I went to heaven,
To go without my rib.”
Samuel T. Coleridge.
Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
Samuel T. Coleridge.
“WHAT! rise again with all one’s bones?”
Quoth Giles. “I hope you fib.
I trusted, when I went to heaven,
To go without my rib.”
Samuel T. Coleridge.