At A Wedding

Her feet beneath her petticoat
Like little mice, stole in and out,
As if they feared the light.
And oh! She dances such a way
No sun upon an Easter day
Is half so fine a sight.

by Sir John Suckling

Comments (1)

By this one assumes that all who have bibles are being mislead, and I don't agree. What about one who reads for oneself?