Archive for November 8th, 2018

Thursday, 8 November 2018

Humor by Virginia Woodward Cloud

He who seeks to know me well
Looks not for the cap or bell;
He who seeks to know me better
Learns me not by line or letter;
He who holds my wings in thrall
Never looked for me at all.

From: Cloud, Virginia Woodward, A Reed By the River, 1902, Richard G. Badger, The Gorham Press: Boston, p. 24.
(https://archive.org/details/reedbyriverpoems00clouuoft/

Date: 1902

By: Virginia Woodward Cloud (1861-1938)

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