Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I plant a tree whose leaf The yew-tree leaf will suit: But when its shade is o'er you laid, Turn round and pluck the fruit. Now reach my harp from off the wall Where shines the sun aslant; The sun may shine and we be cold! O hearken, loving hearts and bold, Unto my wild romaunt. Margret, Margret.
- Paperback | 132 pages
- 152 x 229 x 7mm | 186g
- 17 Jun 2015
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- Illustrations, black and white