windlets

Updated: May 2, 2025

He was a well-trained boy, and recovered himself in an instant. "Your mail, sir," he said, laid it at my elbow, and went out. I turned to the letters with an interest the reverse of lively. The words of Henley's ballade were still running through my head "Vale-lily and periwinkle; Wet stone-crop on the sill; The look of leaves a-twinkle With windlets,"...

Burton Egbert Stevenson - The Gloved Hand