English En
  • Deutsche De
  • English En
  • Français Fr
  • Русский Ru

We use cookies to personalise content and ads, to provide social media features and to analyse our traffic. We also share information about your use of our site with our marketing and analytics partners who may combine it with other information you've provided to them or which they've separately collected from you. You also may to see our Privacy Policy. By clicking the OK button below, you accept our cookies.

Authors:

Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher. Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly. Singing about her head, as she rode by.

Robert Graves