My brain is dull, my sight is foul, I cannot write a verse, or read– Then, Pallas, take away thine Owl, And let us have a lark instead.
My brain is dull, my sight is foul, I cannot write a
My brain is dull, my sight is foul, I cannot write a verse, or read– Then, Pallas, take away thine Owl, And let us have a lark instead.
