THE FALSE HEART
I saidto Heart, “How goes it?” Heart replied:“Right as a Ribstone Pippin!” But it lied.A critic said large margins did not please him,I therefore printed just two lines, to tease him.And if he still complains of what I’ve done,In my next book I’ll fill a page withONE.
I saidto Heart, “How goes it?” Heart replied:“Right as a Ribstone Pippin!” But it lied.A critic said large margins did not please him,I therefore printed just two lines, to tease him.And if he still complains of what I’ve done,In my next book I’ll fill a page withONE.
I saidto Heart, “How goes it?” Heart replied:“Right as a Ribstone Pippin!” But it lied.
I saidto Heart, “How goes it?” Heart replied:
“Right as a Ribstone Pippin!” But it lied.
A critic said large margins did not please him,I therefore printed just two lines, to tease him.And if he still complains of what I’ve done,In my next book I’ll fill a page withONE.
A critic said large margins did not please him,
I therefore printed just two lines, to tease him.
And if he still complains of what I’ve done,
In my next book I’ll fill a page withONE.