Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark...
SHY one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in the firelight Pensively apart.
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark...
SHY one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in the firelight Pensively apart.
