Rondeau

James Henry Leigh Hunt

Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
  Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
  Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
  Say that health and welth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
    Jenny kiss'd me.

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• James Henry Leigh Hunt : The Nile
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : To A Fish
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• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Robin Hood's Flight
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Robin Hood, An Outlaw.
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Robin Hood, A Child.
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : On Receiving A Crown Of Ivy From John Keats
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : May And The Poets
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Jenny Kissed Me
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Jenny Kiss'd Me
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : How Robin And His Outlaws Lived In The Woods
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Fairies' Song
• James Henry Leigh Hunt : Death