In Dedication:
TO ALINE
A vagrant minstrel of the street,No poet of the laurel crown,I kneel, dear Princess, at your feet,And lay my book of verses down.See all the love that lingers there,And so, for love’s sake, find it fair.
A vagrant minstrel of the street,No poet of the laurel crown,I kneel, dear Princess, at your feet,And lay my book of verses down.See all the love that lingers there,And so, for love’s sake, find it fair.
A vagrant minstrel of the street,
No poet of the laurel crown,
I kneel, dear Princess, at your feet,
And lay my book of verses down.
See all the love that lingers there,
And so, for love’s sake, find it fair.