Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, When, in one night, ere glimpse of morn, Tower'd cities please us then, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, Rain influence, and judge the prize |
Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, When, in one night, ere glimpse of morn, Tower'd cities please us then, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, Rain influence, and judge the prize |