Julia A. Moore’s version:
On that pleasant evening, the moon shone clear and bright,
And every heart among the crowd was filled with great delight.
It was a merry party, for lady Dell was there
Her merry laugh above the rest was heard by all, so fair.
Our version:
The moon beamed through the evening air
Illuminating the impatience
Of every heart longing for lady Dell.
A single laugh sounded above the rest.
-- Bethany W., Bryden, Kristen, Maura
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Another edited stanza from Julia A. Moore
ReplyDeleteShe was the belle that evening, admired by great and small,
and all the boys liked to play with the girl and the blue ball.
she was a splendid player so lively and gay
For she was skilled in playing that pleasant and game of croquet.
my version:
The stunning Lady Dell was gazed at by all,
her beauty radiating like the sun's rays.
All the fellows wanted to play
She was an exquisite player, so lively and skillful.