ey say he broke off with a little suppressed laugh. You see we are beginning to quarrel, weare generating a misunderstanding—and, as you said, there is so little time.The music is quite over, and we may be invaded any moment. And I begin to feel chill, she said. He helped to arrange her cloak… … THE THREE MUSICIANS A LONG the path that skirts the wood,The three musicians wend their way,Pleased with their thoughts, each others mood,Franz Himmels latest roundelay,The mornings work, a new-found theme, their breakfast and the summer day. Ones a soprano, lightly frocked In cool, white muslin…
English literature · Literature, Modern · Art
Internet Archive · Philadelphia Museum of Art · Public Domain Mark 1.0. Free to use for anything.
