auburn (adj.)
Where go the poet's lines?
Answer, ye evening tapers!
Ye auburn locks, ye golden curls,
Speak from your folded papers!
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain.
Where go the poet's lines?
Answer, ye evening tapers!
Ye auburn locks, ye golden curls,
Speak from your folded papers!
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain.