author - "Alice Muriel Williamson"
"Away, Away, From Men And Towns, To The Wild Wood And The Downs, To The Silent Wilderness." --Percy Bysshe Shelley. "To Your Happiness," I Said, Lifting My Glass, And Looking The Girl In The Eyes. She Had The Grace To Blush, Which Was The Least That She Could Do, For A Moment Ago She Had Jilted Me. The Way Of It Was This. I Had Met Her And Her Mother The Winter Before At Davos, Where I Had Been Sent After South Africa, And A Spell Of Playing Fast And Loose With My Health--A
"Away, Away, From Men And Towns, To The Wild Wood And The Downs, To The Silent Wilderness." --Percy Bysshe Shelley. "To Your Happiness," I Said, Lifting My Glass, And Looking The Girl In The Eyes. She Had The Grace To Blush, Which Was The Least That She Could Do, For A Moment Ago She Had Jilted Me. The Way Of It Was This. I Had Met Her And Her Mother The Winter Before At Davos, Where I Had Been Sent After South Africa, And A Spell Of Playing Fast And Loose With My Health--A