Poems about castle
It Seemed The Lonely Road,
and dwell a little everywhere
a stranger pressed a kingdom,
upon the lonely road,
light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine;
a wind with fingers goes,
since heaven and he are one,
oh the earth was made for lovers, for damsel, and hopeless swain,
what more the woman can,
death is but one and comes but once
it seemed the common way,
why, look out for the little brook in march,
all things do go a courting, in earth, or sea, or air,
myself and it, in majesty
and all day long, with dance and game,
without that forcing, in my breath