Glad people still read poetry! Surprised no one's mentioned Byron yet: Lo! where the Giant on the mountain stands, His blood-red tresses deep'ning in the sun, With death-shot glowing in his fiery hands, And eye that…
Glad people still read poetry! Surprised no one's mentioned Byron yet: Lo! where the Giant on the mountain stands, His blood-red tresses deep'ning in the sun, With death-shot glowing in his fiery hands, And eye that…