Isis Town and Country - - Opinion - By NANCE BUR­NETT

AGAIN my yearn­ing thoughts un­fold

And grop­ing mind the years ca­ress

When I, en­slaved, your fair princess

De­voted to my knight so bold.

“You sissy boy,” the school kids scold,

De­spite black eyes that you dealt free:

The fre­quent bat­tles fought for me –

My knight in ar­mour, gleam­ing gold.

Ah yes, we were but eight years old!

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