The Lizard By A. C. Benson

The Lizard By A. C. Benson Jewelled Lizard, you and I On the heathery hill-top lie, While the westering sun inclines Past the clump of red-stemmed pines; O’er the little space of sun Creep their shadows, one by one. Now you sit with sparkling eye While the bee spins homing by; Now you quiver, dart, […]