April 8th, 2006


Poet's Corner: Rondeau


Jenny kissed me when we met,
    Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief! who love to get
    Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad;
    Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
    Jenny kissed me.

James Henry Leigh Hunt (1784 – 1859)

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