His hand was on my shoulder
(But that I did not mind).
Each spoke then—nearer—nearer,
We shouted every word;
But the booming of our own hearts
Was all the sound we heard.
Funny Folks. March 29, 1879.
My King.
(After “My Queen.” Music by Blumenthal.)
His hand was on my shoulder
(But that I did not mind).
Each spoke then—nearer—nearer,
We shouted every word;
But the booming of our own hearts
Was all the sound we heard.
Funny Folks. March 29, 1879.
My King.
(After “My Queen.” Music by Blumenthal.)