Lauregon
"Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's too, her dusky hair; But all else about her drawn From May-time to cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay." A beautiful poem I found by Wordsworth in a book from 1910 at my grandparents house. Time to memorize it and steal the book too! >:} Happy Easter. :)