Show IN LOVERS WALK in lovers walk the wind is wild to right and left the leaves are piled or writhe amid the branches bare or pad the runways of the hare yet hero the sweet june days have smiled with wonders then the woods were tho freshest rose and airs most mild were found by those who wandered there in lovers walk for all choso hearts that were with whispered words beguiled ahen larks were reeling in the air A ml scents were blown from everywhere the wind is sobbing like a child in lovers walk hester middleton |