C’EST L’AMOUR.“Mary, there is warious kinds o’ love. There is that love wot never wants nothin’ but love; then there’s a love wot’s simply lovely, it’s so pure an’ good. Such a love is like the stars wot shines in the infirmary in circumambulance space, an’ this is the hour for love, the sunset hour. Do you remember Gray’s ‘Elegy’ begins with the line ‘Wot Curtius told to Nell at parting day’?”
C’EST L’AMOUR.“Mary, there is warious kinds o’ love. There is that love wot never wants nothin’ but love; then there’s a love wot’s simply lovely, it’s so pure an’ good. Such a love is like the stars wot shines in the infirmary in circumambulance space, an’ this is the hour for love, the sunset hour. Do you remember Gray’s ‘Elegy’ begins with the line ‘Wot Curtius told to Nell at parting day’?”
C’EST L’AMOUR.“Mary, there is warious kinds o’ love. There is that love wot never wants nothin’ but love; then there’s a love wot’s simply lovely, it’s so pure an’ good. Such a love is like the stars wot shines in the infirmary in circumambulance space, an’ this is the hour for love, the sunset hour. Do you remember Gray’s ‘Elegy’ begins with the line ‘Wot Curtius told to Nell at parting day’?”
C’EST L’AMOUR.
“Mary, there is warious kinds o’ love. There is that love wot never wants nothin’ but love; then there’s a love wot’s simply lovely, it’s so pure an’ good. Such a love is like the stars wot shines in the infirmary in circumambulance space, an’ this is the hour for love, the sunset hour. Do you remember Gray’s ‘Elegy’ begins with the line ‘Wot Curtius told to Nell at parting day’?”