“When a Wanderess has been caged, Or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, and lives most heroic, When she smiles with moistened lip Since her cup of Death was welcome sipped.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
