A Day Dream
I sat idle on the wide lawn, Page after page for his laughter, All blown by the autumnal gale, Laid by the pink marguerite, he flew. … (excerpt)
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A Day Dream
I sat idle on the wide lawn, Page after page for his laughter, All blown by the autumnal gale, Laid by the pink marguerite, he flew. … (excerpt)