A goblin found an elixir, and drank it in a trice; – it changed his spiteful core, and made him really rather nice. Unshakeable his knowledge now that he would truly never
Tiny ‘Townhall Clock’: pale, slight and delicate, each face a duplicate, – miniature so rarely seen, dainty structure, tender green, flowers arranged on slender stalk
Monnow valley – gentle, calm, whispering river, – soothing balm, hills enclosing, set apart, bird song, – shadows flit and dart; by the water, wagtail grey