 Valentine Poetry. The Lover in Winter Plaineth for the Spring O Western wind, when wilt thou blow That the small rain down can rain? Christ, that my love were in my arms And I in my bed again!  Home |
Valentine Poetry. The Lover in Winter Plaineth for the Spring O Western wind, when wilt thou blow That the small rain down can rain? Christ, that my love were in my arms And I in my bed again! Home |