XVI.
Pushing through the elm-tree copse, Winding up the stream, light-hearted, Where the osier pathway leads, Past the boughs she stoops--and stops. Lo, the wild swan had deserted, And a rat had gnawed the reeds!
Pushing through the elm-tree copse, Winding up the stream, light-hearted, Where the osier pathway leads, Past the boughs she stoops--and stops. Lo, the wild swan had deserted, And a rat had gnawed the reeds!