THE SCOLDING.
Do not scold me so, my dear,Wrath with words so feebly matching!Such a scolding soothes my ear;I’m your words intent on catching;As they issue suddenly,Pouring forth in pretty prattling,What marvel that they sound to mePearls on silver salver rattling!
Do not scold me so, my dear,Wrath with words so feebly matching!Such a scolding soothes my ear;I’m your words intent on catching;As they issue suddenly,Pouring forth in pretty prattling,What marvel that they sound to mePearls on silver salver rattling!
Do not scold me so, my dear,Wrath with words so feebly matching!Such a scolding soothes my ear;I’m your words intent on catching;As they issue suddenly,Pouring forth in pretty prattling,What marvel that they sound to mePearls on silver salver rattling!
Do not scold me so, my dear,
Wrath with words so feebly matching!
Such a scolding soothes my ear;
I’m your words intent on catching;
As they issue suddenly,
Pouring forth in pretty prattling,
What marvel that they sound to me
Pearls on silver salver rattling!