“And the wind full of wantonness
Woos like a lover
The young Aspen trees
Till they tremble all over.”
~Thomas Moore
“And the wind full of wantonness
Woos like a lover
The young Aspen trees
Till they tremble all over.”
~Thomas Moore
“Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
? John Banister Tabb
by allan