Search Results
Monologue: Come away, my love
Monologue: Come away, my love
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: Come away, my love Did you hear that? ‘The voice of my beloved’ and ‘he comes leaping over the mountains like a young stag.’ Can you imagine that kind of thing happening round here? I don’t know what your beloved would sound like but mine’s more likely to be bellowing,
9 results