Gengulphus, part II
Then oh! what rapture, what joy was exprest, When 'poor dear Gengulphus' at last appear'd! She kiss'd and she press'd 'the dear man' to her breast, In spite of his great, long, frizzly beard. Such hugging and squeezing! 'twas almost unpleasing, A smile on her lip and a tear in her eye; She was so... Sign in to see full entry.