In The Haunts Of Bass And Bream (Maurice Thompson Poems)
IDreams come true, and everythingIs fresh and lusty in the spring.In groves that smell like ambergris,Wind-songs, bird-songs, never cease.Go with ...
IDreams come true, and everythingIs fresh and lusty in the spring.In groves that smell like ambergris,Wind-songs, bird-songs, never cease.Go with ...
THE sword is re-sheathed in its scabbard,The rifle hangs safe on the wall;No longer we quail at the hungryHot rush ...
Dawn coming in over the fields of darkness takes me by surprise and I look up from my solitary road ...
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