Albert Broderick, Once a Week (1863)
“ And when they brought a cup of tea, ’Twas her refreshment, and ’twas mine— I took the cup, the saucer she: ’Twas Congou (bad) , it seemed like wine. Oh! dream of other days (ah! when Shall we not dream?) ”
Albert Broderick, Once a Week (1863)
“ And when they brought a cup of tea, ’Twas her refreshment, and ’twas mine— I took the cup, the saucer she: ’Twas Congou (bad) , it seemed like wine. Oh! dream of other days (ah! when Shall we not dream?) ”