They ask but our Delight Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 868 They ask but our Delight- The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenance For a penurious smile. Related posts: Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? ‘Tis Anguish grander than Delight Delight becomes pictorial Delight is as the flight suprusr Published in Poems
