The Minor Poet lyrics
The Minor Poet lyrics
His little trills and chirpings were his best.
No music like the nightingale's was born
Within his throat; but he, too, laid his breast
Upon a thorn.
- Artist:Dorothy Parker
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Dorothy Parker
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- country:United States
- Languages:English
- Genre:Poetry
- Official site:http://dorothyparker.com/
- Wiki:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dorothy_Parker
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