Poem by Anonymous

* * *

As they fished his old plane from the sea 
The inventor just chortled with glee.
	“I shall build,” and he laughed,
	“A submarine craft, 
And perhaps it will fly. We shall see.”

1. Kitty of Coleraine
2. The Haws of Cromdale
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
5. Now, Robin, Lend to Me Thy Bow

Print

2090 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version