Hic Vir, Hic Est (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret,Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I lingerKnown familiarly as 'King's.'And the ghosts ...
I watch'd her as she stoop'd to pluck A wild flower in her hair to twine; And wish'd that ...
Often, when o'er tree and turret, Eve a dying radiance flings,By that ancient pile I linger Known familiarly as "King's."And ...
Thou, who when fears attackBidst them avaunt, and BlackCare, at the horseman's backPerching, unseatest;Sweet when the morn is gray;Sweet when ...
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