"Dispread" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the way she went might shew. From the faint ting'd ridges of the sea, the Moon Sprang up like Aphrodite from the wave, Which as she climb'd the sky still held Her golden tresses to its swelling breast, Where wide dispread their quiv'ring glories lay, (Or as the shield of night, full disk'd and red, As flowers that look forever towards the Sun), A terrace with a fountain and an oak Look'd out upon the sea: The fountain danced ...
— Old Spookses' Pass • Isabella Valancy Crawford |
