Lenten Thoughts of a High Anglican (John Betjeman Poem)
Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"? With her wide-apart grey-green eyes, The droop of her lips and, when she smiles, Her ...
Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"? With her wide-apart grey-green eyes, The droop of her lips and, when she smiles, Her ...
"Let us not speak, for the love we bear one another- Let us hold hands and look." She such a ...
The last year's leaves are on the beech: The twigs are black; the cold is dry; To deeps byond the ...
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