Winter Dawn (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking paneA port to see-water breathing in the air,Boughs broken. The sun ...
AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking paneA port to see-water breathing in the air,Boughs broken. The sun ...
When daylight was yet sleeping under the pillow, And stars in the heavens still lingering shone, Young Kitty, all blushing, ...
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