At A Wedding Poem by Sir John Suckling

At A Wedding



Her feet beneath her petticoat
Like little mice, stole in and out,
As if they feared the light.
And oh! She dances such a way
No sun upon an Easter day
Is half so fine a sight.

Thursday, December 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Suryendu Chaudhury 19 October 2020

The mood of the poem captures the grace skilfully.

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success