If you were an Ethiopian serenader, you would be a loss to me.
Then night came: the maja stood at her reja10, looking out for her serenader.
It was a picture of Sherry, the serenader of the camp the summer before.
She took the persistent one, Wilbur Minafer, no breaker of bass viols or of hearts, no serenader at all.
It was now acting and re-acting on the lining of the serenader's ...