I think I could turn and live awhile with the animals I wandered lonely as a cloud I want to tell you something. In cool noon light, on the edge of spring, In moving-slow he has no Peer.
Some people are flower lovers.
Stop looking like a purse. There once was a Willow, and he was very old, They are cutting down the great plane-trees at the end of the gardens. Thou hearest the nightingale begin the song of spring. She served as a maid of honour to Queen Henrietta Maria in Oxford and followed her to France at the outbreak of the Civil War. While in Paris in 1645, she met and married William Cavendish who had been one of the King s army commanders and was in exile.